Christmas Dreams_I Have An Agent In Japan_Everybody lives for the music_A Neighbor's Calling
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Christmas Dreams
Fourteen-year-old Jessie loved Christmas. With the thoughts of presents, sweets, and no school, what young person didn’t? While Jessie loved those things as much as the next pwww.onedoor.ccerson, Christmas also meant travelling to a place of Christmas dreams, somewhere she has been able to go since she was a little girl.For a while, Jessie went to this place by way of her grandparents’ house, who lived thirty miles away on a hilltop acre with spotty cell phone service and basic cable. She would politely greet her family when arriving before finding her way to the dreamland, as if a portal in the very house ...
I Have An Agent In Japan
The movie was called Undead Fish IV and I sat in the bleachers of an Olympic swimming pool with two hundred other extras. I was wearing a blue three piece suit and feeling rather humiliated. The crowded indoor space was quite humid as indoor pools are. I was sweaty and bored while the film crew spent hours setting their camera and lights.I had only brought my suit because as a union extra I was expected to have a change of clothes if the film company didn’t like my street clothes. The third assistant director, or the extras wrangler as she was, insisted I change into the suit. You’ll look l...
Everybody lives for the music
[warning: it wouldn't be a story without sensitive content.]I turn on the ignition. When I feel the motorbike vibrating under me, I tell myself: this must be what sex is like with someone you truly love. Not that I would know.I make the engine roar, once, twice, to drown out all the thoughts I know are coming. When that’s not enough, I press “play” on my Walkman. Pretty soon the synths start up and I’m on a highway of sounds. Bright lights, the music gets faster. And it never fails to conjure up all that I can’t face in silence.Like Jeremie.*It was 1981 and we were full of hope. Earlier in May...
A Neighbor's Calling
"Ms. Lu has been rather distance lately," whispered my mother as we came back home from my Lacrosse practice. "She normally always greets us when you are back home from school and practice. This is the thrid day in a row."I asked: "Yeah, I've noticed. Did you try calling her?"My mother replied: "Yes, several times but it always goes to voicemail.""Maybe I should call her up," I said willing to give it a try."That's really sweet of you to do Stuart. Do you still have her number?""Yes ma'am, I do. She gave me her number since last year.""Lovely, then I'll start making supper. You can see if she ...