Second Chance for Eternal Optimism_The Leaves Were On Fire Too_Comfortable Is Good_Humanwatching
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Second Chance for Eternal Optimism
Cold November air held the small town of Avonlee in a pre-dawn stasis as Woody made his way up Newart street toward the old cemetery. The sun was just beginning to light the sky behind the eastern horizon, adding color to the grey dawn, but it was still too early for anyone of consequence to pay him any mind, and that was exactly what he wanted. Woody wasn’t supposed to be out and he was definitely not supposed to be headed to Saint Cordelia’s Catholic Cemetery without supervision.But it was a risk he had to take. He couldn’t leave without saying goodbye, and chances to steal away were officia...
The Leaves Were On Fire Too
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. Everything was vibrant and alive. She followed me out, fumbled her jacket and umbrella. Shereached for my hand, but the gesture felt forced and I quickly snatched my hand away and shoved it in my pocket. I tried to take a James Dean posture or at least look like the cover of a Dylan album, but at my age and this face it just made me look like an old hunchback or like Gollum.The conversation inside didn't go as she planned. I know she was only trying to make me feel better, but as usual it was on her terms and on her playing field. I hate ...
Comfortable Is Good
“You just had to bring him home, didn’t you Barb.” Tom’s lips are so close to my ear the words tickle.“It’s what you do when a relationship hits a certain point. I met his parents at Thanksgiving so I’m bringing home to meet Mom and Dad.”“And me.” Tom’s eyes danced the same way they did when we were little and he would tease me.“You going to introduce him to Nana?”“Don’t be stupid!”“I’m not the one being stupid.”“I think he wants to ask Dad’s permission to marry me.”“We definitely need those parking genes in the family. You sure he has a driver’s license?”“Be nice for once in your life.”“Found...
Humanwatching
This year the same pyjama and jacket on almost the same stature caught my eyes. Just to confirm I dropped a little and took lower flight. ‘Yes, he is the same boy!’ The generous boy, who kept water in the bowl in the park, spent most of his time talking with people and caring the street dogs. He looked leaner and taller, albeit.Since this was the first time I had recognized someone from my previous migration so I thought to ‘human watch’ him. I perched on the branch and started observing him. My spot on the tree branch gave me a good view of all the houses around.Twww.onedoor.cche park was just in the middl...