I debated about adding something about how I never told him why, or how we did that a few more times and I never tried to choose between two brown ones(I got the "pretty" ones, he ate the rejects.) but then I thought that was story enough. I ate a lot of M's as a child, if I can still tell you what the '80s bag looked like!
Early: Where'd she go? Simon: I can't keep track of her when she's not incorporeally possessing a space ship. Don't look at me.
'Objects In Space'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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erikaj - Nov 04, 2005 8:55:56 am PST #4789 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Deena - Nov 04, 2005 9:35:49 am PST #4790 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Wow, Erika. That's amazing.
erikaj - Nov 04, 2005 9:36:43 am PST #4791 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Thank you.
deborah grabien - Nov 04, 2005 9:59:31 am PST #4792 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
(I got the "pretty" ones, he ate the rejects)
And your eyes were way better than his were.
erikaj - Nov 04, 2005 10:11:44 am PST #4793 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Yeah, I think so. Now he's a divorced prison guard living with his mama and no fun anymore.
Connie Neil - Nov 04, 2005 10:21:14 am PST #4794 of 10001
brillig
my take on the drabble
It was the late 60s. I knew nothing of life beyond the hills I was born in. Walter Cronkite stood next to a chalkboard and used unfamiliar words like Viet Cong and casualties.
The church gave us Trick or Treat for Unicef boxes, telling us it would help kids like us in other parts of the world. We went out, glad to help.
The people opening their doors lost their smiles, gave us candy but no coins. A woman pulled us in, sat us down in her living room, and told us that Unicef was a front for bad people and that the money would go to someone called Communists. Then she smiled, gave us candy, and sent us on our way.
I miss the hills. I don't miss the people.
Deena - Nov 04, 2005 10:22:10 am PST #4795 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Dear Lord, that gave me shivers.
Connie Neil - Nov 04, 2005 10:25:46 am PST #4796 of 10001
brillig
I want to show Hubby the color I think of as green, not this yellowy green they have in Utah. But I have no interest in interacting much with the people.
erikaj - Nov 04, 2005 11:24:38 am PST #4797 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Wow, Connie, I could really relate. Not, like, note for note, but...
Anne W. - Nov 06, 2005 6:40:23 am PST #4798 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
These drabbles are all amazing. Connie's gave me a chill, and Erika's put me into a thoughtful mood for a long, long time.