Monday, August 22, 2005
Fish & Chips Part 6
Yikes!
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He slumped back and breathed hard for awhile. The adrenalin was pumping and he felt sore and lost.
He saw the catwalk above.
The dog howled outside the fence. God was silent.
He thought about her hair and her smile. So sweet, so lovely. He mustered up and climbed up the first walk. He past a dubious window where he thought he saw crack pipes and some grinding about that might have interested him on another night.
But not now.
Level two was a woman, an old woman motionless in front of a televangelist on an old tube. With his smoky white hair he was railing and she seemed quite content.
Level three brought him up short.
A man looked out the very window he was looking in.
The stared at each other for a moment. His face was dark olive and mexican. He grinned finally.
"You look scared" he said.
"I am"
"Wanna beer?"
"Yeah" he answered.
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Beers....
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2 comments:
he's MEXICAN! my favorite! and beers...oh this story is so good. more...more...more!!!
c'mon, keep going...
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