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The Well and the Lighthouse 99.The Well and the Lighthouse 9
So we woke up at sunrise. Greene had been sleeping on printed lists of fighting game moves. I was on the recliner. Katie was in the spare bedroom. Ben was a light sleeper; he woke up when we did, wondering why his alarm clock hadn't been working the past few days—he didn't work today, and he was still quite sleepy, but he chose not to go back to bed; he encouraged us to get dressed so that we could file a police report anonymously from a payphone.
Then Katie said, “Um, we did laundry last night, and I know you put it in the dryer before you went to bed, but did anyone ever go get it?” &
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The Well and the Lighthouse 88.The Well and the Lighthouse 8
“Where're we going to stay?” Katie asked. “It's so cold out here and I don't want to sleep in a van.”
I piped in, “I have a friend from work that lives about a mile from here.” Although I half expected him to be missing too, it was the only thing that came to mind.
Conveniently, Greene's van refused to start. He flipped the heater on, then back off instantly: after an obnoxious screeching, we were blasted with icy air. Greene popped the hood. “Looks like the coolant pipes are frozen,” he said. “I was run
by ~choochoo-train
The Well and the Lighthouse 77.The Well and the Lighthouse 7
I woke up to Greene singing with his music; I was not sure whether or not he would have stopped if I had made it known that I was awake, so I stayed incognito until we reached the harbor bridge and the song ended. Affluent houses lined man-made islands in the sea below us and grey clouds graced private yachts with a blanket of snow. We took the first exit. I knew these streets well. A commercial area would soon become rows of red brick apartments whose tenants would wear winter jackets and stocking caps that they had dug out from the depths of their closets in order to comfortably view the snowy spectacle.
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by ~choochoo-train
The Well and the Lighthouse 66.The Well and the Lighthouse 6
Snow accumulated upon the burnt branches of conifers and perplexed drivers planed into guardrails. Greene had managed to merge into the carpool lane, but the interstate traffic stood still and the overpasses were flooded with rush-hour traffic attempting to escape the highway. Katie squinted at the window to analyze the shapes of the snowflakes.
“Have you seen snow before?” I asked.
“Once. I went to the mountains with my dad to go skiing. I love snow.”
“That sounds fun.” My conversation was admittedly dry, but it passed the time bette
by ~choochoo-train
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less talk more rokk
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and not much happens here. I'm not much of a artist, but I suppose I'm okay in writing. Nothing amazing though. mostly journal items, short stories, or poems/lyrics.
It's nice to know an old acquaintance is still around, no matter how little we spoke. -laughs-
And btw, what ever happend to that story that I read?
I'm not sure if you remember me. I used to be under the username "ifleece". I had a picture called "teddybearchains" up back then, and I read one of your stories, but it's no longer up anymore. it was one about a girl with a talking teddy bear, if I recall correctly. I'm not too sure since it was all back in 2003. I kind of went inactive in the community, but i came back today to restart on DA and found you under my old watch list. :]
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