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Road listened as he sipped his beer as a man came near him. “Hey stranger, your new here aren’t you?” Road looked up at him. “No, just never came here that is all.” And took another sip. “Mind if I sit?” asked the man, he was just about the same weight as Road maybe 20 pounds more, but with a mustache. Road shaved his head bald, he liked the air.
“Go ahead it is still a free world.” The man sat across from him at the small table and scooted his wooden chair forward. “My name is Brad.” the man said. Road responded. “Mike, glad to meet you.” “So what do you do Mike for a living that is.” Road answered back. “You can say that I find things that people want, and get it for them; at a price of course. Think of it like Ebay but more hands on.” “Ebay?” The man laughed. “What we don’t use that.”
Road answered as he took the last of his one beer down. “We might not yet, but if we are going to try and stay with the times, you do what the masses do. If you don’t mind I do have to go, business.” The man shrugged. “Sure, have a good one.” “You too.”
Road got up and walked to the door, upon opening it his eyes closed to slits for a moment and he put his right hand up, the sun was high and it was much brighter inside. He could smell the smoke on his clothes and did not like it. He thought about what others had said, with Darling gone all were free with their memories. He wanted to see the city for himself.
He kept walking and went down another level. There he noticed the olive garden; but the plants did not look fully healthy. A woman in all white and a big shade hat was tending the garden, she adjusted water flow, and seeing him asked. “Can I help you, would you like to buy some olive oil?” Road responded.
“Why do the plants look like they're hurting?” He grabbed a leaf and rubbed it crackled a little in his fingers.
“Our queen Darling left.” Road noticed “Our” and mentally made a note. “She would leave before and things were the same; but this time it feels permanent. I have never seen this before while she was here, all of the plants that do not have the right climate here are having trouble right now; she needs to come back.” “I agree.” he said to make it sound like he had been there, but also meant it. “I would like a bottle of olive oil.” The woman said. “Not a problem, follow me.” And she walked over to her store, they entered and there were plenty to get. “Just one.” “That will be 8 dollars even.” Road took out his wallet from the right front pocket. “Please be working.” He thought and opened it, and there was the money.
Road paid and the woman placed the glass bottle in two paper bags and gave it to Road. “Thank you, come again.” “I will, thank you.” he continued to walk around, and the plants were all negatively impacted. He finally made it down to the lowest level and saw the gate was open.
There were a lot of people who seemed to be busy so he being curious went down to look outside. He stopped when he saw bodies wrapped in linen. Fresh graves were covered over, some still to be filled. A man had a notebook and was writing on it, looking at tags pinned to the linens. An older woman came near him. “Sad isn’t it?” Road turned to her. “Say again sorry.”
“I said it is sad isn’t it? After Darling left, her family was attacked, the fight that night cost 27 lives.” Road spoke. “Is Darling’s family here?” The woman said back. “No, just a part of Hunter, I heard when authorities made it to their bedroom they were shocked by the sheer violence of it all. Not only did they attack her family they butchered the bodies. They apparently put up a fight as three japanese looking men were found later just outside the city where they think they came in and out now.”
“Where are the mourners and people to say good-bye?” The woman looked at him, her right eye down a little. “You were gone then weren’t you?” Road nodded yes honestly. “The people are not sure if they should, there are rumors that the old guard are going to take over completely; the city is torn.” Road asked. “Do they think they know who?” The woman answered. “Oh I am sure, if you can find Christopher the Spaniard I am sure he can fill you in.” Road thanked her for the talk and went back into the city looking one more time.
Blue awoke, she turned in the bed, it was soft and warm and she did not want to move. It took a moment for her eyes to open and she rubbed them gently. The sunlight coming barely through the curtains, she had them all dropped overnight. She finally took a hold of the dress and slipped it over her head and stood on the bed to let it fall down.
She then sat down and grabbed her heels and placed them on her feet. “I’m going to get some better shoes for walking, something different to wear.” She thought and stretched; and breathing in deep exhaled and stood. She walked through the curtains and to the restroom.
She took care of business and washed her face with cool water. She left the restroom and went to the main door and opened it. There was a newspaper as requested waiting on the floor. She grabbed it and walked back towards the kitchen and started some water through the coffee machine with no grinds.
She looked at the back and there was the message. “Oh nice, they added art on the border.” She said softly. Vines with grapes ready to be taken, and a bird in the top right on one of them. She heard a creek and looked over. Mac finally stirred from the couch and looked at her.
“Good morning Blue.” she responded. “Good morning Mac, sorry to awaken you.” “It is okay, I need to get up anyway.” he squinted at her the sun brighter and waited to adjust, he did the same and stretched yawning and stood kinda wobbly. He slept in his clothes and shuffled to the bathroom. “I am getting a pot of water hot, I brought some cacao for myself, but there is coffee on the counter.” “Okay.” Mac said as he shut the door. “The paper came.” She waited for Mac to come out, and by the time he did Blue was sitting down reading it, and drinking hot cocoa.
“Did they get it right?” Mac asked and grabbed a cup, taking a spoon to add instant coffee to the cup. “Yes they did, and they added a nice background to it. Look at that.” Mac looked as he poured the hot water into the cup and stirred it. “Good, so what do you plan on doing?”
“We are going shopping. I need better shoes, your clothes are all wrinkled now. Why did you sleep in them?” Mac said back. “Just being decent, you know just in case.” He sipped the coffee, and asked. “Is there a comic section?” Blue looked over the paper. “Yes and a crossword puzzle.” She handed it to him. “I was thinking, we need to use the same date, but go to different cities with the same message.” Mac nodded “I agree.”
“Go ahead it is still a free world.” The man sat across from him at the small table and scooted his wooden chair forward. “My name is Brad.” the man said. Road responded. “Mike, glad to meet you.” “So what do you do Mike for a living that is.” Road answered back. “You can say that I find things that people want, and get it for them; at a price of course. Think of it like Ebay but more hands on.” “Ebay?” The man laughed. “What we don’t use that.”
Road answered as he took the last of his one beer down. “We might not yet, but if we are going to try and stay with the times, you do what the masses do. If you don’t mind I do have to go, business.” The man shrugged. “Sure, have a good one.” “You too.”
Road got up and walked to the door, upon opening it his eyes closed to slits for a moment and he put his right hand up, the sun was high and it was much brighter inside. He could smell the smoke on his clothes and did not like it. He thought about what others had said, with Darling gone all were free with their memories. He wanted to see the city for himself.
He kept walking and went down another level. There he noticed the olive garden; but the plants did not look fully healthy. A woman in all white and a big shade hat was tending the garden, she adjusted water flow, and seeing him asked. “Can I help you, would you like to buy some olive oil?” Road responded.
“Why do the plants look like they're hurting?” He grabbed a leaf and rubbed it crackled a little in his fingers.
“Our queen Darling left.” Road noticed “Our” and mentally made a note. “She would leave before and things were the same; but this time it feels permanent. I have never seen this before while she was here, all of the plants that do not have the right climate here are having trouble right now; she needs to come back.” “I agree.” he said to make it sound like he had been there, but also meant it. “I would like a bottle of olive oil.” The woman said. “Not a problem, follow me.” And she walked over to her store, they entered and there were plenty to get. “Just one.” “That will be 8 dollars even.” Road took out his wallet from the right front pocket. “Please be working.” He thought and opened it, and there was the money.
Road paid and the woman placed the glass bottle in two paper bags and gave it to Road. “Thank you, come again.” “I will, thank you.” he continued to walk around, and the plants were all negatively impacted. He finally made it down to the lowest level and saw the gate was open.
There were a lot of people who seemed to be busy so he being curious went down to look outside. He stopped when he saw bodies wrapped in linen. Fresh graves were covered over, some still to be filled. A man had a notebook and was writing on it, looking at tags pinned to the linens. An older woman came near him. “Sad isn’t it?” Road turned to her. “Say again sorry.”
“I said it is sad isn’t it? After Darling left, her family was attacked, the fight that night cost 27 lives.” Road spoke. “Is Darling’s family here?” The woman said back. “No, just a part of Hunter, I heard when authorities made it to their bedroom they were shocked by the sheer violence of it all. Not only did they attack her family they butchered the bodies. They apparently put up a fight as three japanese looking men were found later just outside the city where they think they came in and out now.”
“Where are the mourners and people to say good-bye?” The woman looked at him, her right eye down a little. “You were gone then weren’t you?” Road nodded yes honestly. “The people are not sure if they should, there are rumors that the old guard are going to take over completely; the city is torn.” Road asked. “Do they think they know who?” The woman answered. “Oh I am sure, if you can find Christopher the Spaniard I am sure he can fill you in.” Road thanked her for the talk and went back into the city looking one more time.
Blue awoke, she turned in the bed, it was soft and warm and she did not want to move. It took a moment for her eyes to open and she rubbed them gently. The sunlight coming barely through the curtains, she had them all dropped overnight. She finally took a hold of the dress and slipped it over her head and stood on the bed to let it fall down.
She then sat down and grabbed her heels and placed them on her feet. “I’m going to get some better shoes for walking, something different to wear.” She thought and stretched; and breathing in deep exhaled and stood. She walked through the curtains and to the restroom.
She took care of business and washed her face with cool water. She left the restroom and went to the main door and opened it. There was a newspaper as requested waiting on the floor. She grabbed it and walked back towards the kitchen and started some water through the coffee machine with no grinds.
She looked at the back and there was the message. “Oh nice, they added art on the border.” She said softly. Vines with grapes ready to be taken, and a bird in the top right on one of them. She heard a creek and looked over. Mac finally stirred from the couch and looked at her.
“Good morning Blue.” she responded. “Good morning Mac, sorry to awaken you.” “It is okay, I need to get up anyway.” he squinted at her the sun brighter and waited to adjust, he did the same and stretched yawning and stood kinda wobbly. He slept in his clothes and shuffled to the bathroom. “I am getting a pot of water hot, I brought some cacao for myself, but there is coffee on the counter.” “Okay.” Mac said as he shut the door. “The paper came.” She waited for Mac to come out, and by the time he did Blue was sitting down reading it, and drinking hot cocoa.
“Did they get it right?” Mac asked and grabbed a cup, taking a spoon to add instant coffee to the cup. “Yes they did, and they added a nice background to it. Look at that.” Mac looked as he poured the hot water into the cup and stirred it. “Good, so what do you plan on doing?”
“We are going shopping. I need better shoes, your clothes are all wrinkled now. Why did you sleep in them?” Mac said back. “Just being decent, you know just in case.” He sipped the coffee, and asked. “Is there a comic section?” Blue looked over the paper. “Yes and a crossword puzzle.” She handed it to him. “I was thinking, we need to use the same date, but go to different cities with the same message.” Mac nodded “I agree.”
The rain had slowed as the sun came up on the island, the air was very fresh. The nurse checked on Amlowe as she slept, there was always a pot of fresh coffee at her station, she took a manilla folder and opened, she checked a few boxes and wrote down what she had been giving to each person and when.
Shawn was the first to come near, and he asked. “Well how is everyone?” The nurse looked up as Shawn took a styrofoam cup and poured a black cup. “Everyone looks to be stable, all their signs are good.” “Good.” said Shawn. He waited and heard footsteps in the distance and watched as John came forward.
“Care for a cup?” the nurse asked and John nodded yes and said. “Thanks.” as she gave him a styrofoam cup as well. “We do have real coffee cups in the kitchen.” “This will work.” John asked about the girl he saw. “Oh she is doing well, there was no entry of bullets or fragments, the lining in her stomach tore from the percussion; we had to pump out blood and give her more.”
“Poor thing.” said John. The nurses nodded as John took a sip, he looked over and saw the man who was trying to date Amlowe sleeping in a chair and Amlowe’s two children as well, one on the floor. “John, we are going to need to go back to the nuclear plant.”
John looked at Shawn, and asked. “What’s up?” Shawn finished his cup of coffee and went for one more glass. “We need to get the bodies out, cover the hole, fix anything broken; look it over and rid it of the rats.” John agreed.
“We can use the five gallon buckets that have been used already, and make rat traps out of those easily.” Angel walked up just then hearing. “Rat traps?” Shawn said. “Yeah if there is one there are more; if they are hungry they may start to bite into the electrical wires.” “I get it.” replied Angel. “We should still be cautious.”
“I got a text from Ranger, they finally finished roll call, 44 dead and as of this time missing. They have the US coast guard coming to meet them on their way to Florida; once in dry dock we will find out more.”
“The US is still willing to help us?” Angel got two cups of coffee. “Maritime law, aiding a wounded vessel, but we buy so many supplies from the states anyway. Speaking of that the next shipment should be today.” “Sounds like a busy day ahead of us.”
The three got prepared and went back to the jeep, an old fashioned gas dispenser was present and they topped off the jeep. “Good think the shipment is coming.” A rainbow was visible in the distance as the storm moved away in the distance. The drive back was much easier with the rain gone, and the three got out with their rifles. Shawn put his over his shoulder and grabbed the five gallon buckets.
He took a small military shovel from the jeep and unfolded it, locked it into place and started to dig, he checked the bucket and stopped. Added a little sand back and placed it in. He attached a wooden rod through the holes and asked John to get water from the hole nearby. John came back and Shawn said. “Pour it in, and stop.” Shawn placed peanut butter on the rod.
“There they will go for that.” They did this three more times around the plant. And went into the building. They picked up the first man and carried his body outside. Went back in and with more difficulty undid the other from the cables he fell onto.
Outside with the two and looking at them both. “Well what are we going to do with them?” Angel spoke. “Their not being buried with our people, somewhere near here is fine. We will still be kind enough to mark the graves.”
They took turns digging, placed the bodies in as carefully as they could and covered them back up. “We will make a memorial for everyone else some day, next to Fuzzy’s. Huh next to his and he is on the boat go figure.”
Shawn was the first to come near, and he asked. “Well how is everyone?” The nurse looked up as Shawn took a styrofoam cup and poured a black cup. “Everyone looks to be stable, all their signs are good.” “Good.” said Shawn. He waited and heard footsteps in the distance and watched as John came forward.
“Care for a cup?” the nurse asked and John nodded yes and said. “Thanks.” as she gave him a styrofoam cup as well. “We do have real coffee cups in the kitchen.” “This will work.” John asked about the girl he saw. “Oh she is doing well, there was no entry of bullets or fragments, the lining in her stomach tore from the percussion; we had to pump out blood and give her more.”
“Poor thing.” said John. The nurses nodded as John took a sip, he looked over and saw the man who was trying to date Amlowe sleeping in a chair and Amlowe’s two children as well, one on the floor. “John, we are going to need to go back to the nuclear plant.”
John looked at Shawn, and asked. “What’s up?” Shawn finished his cup of coffee and went for one more glass. “We need to get the bodies out, cover the hole, fix anything broken; look it over and rid it of the rats.” John agreed.
“We can use the five gallon buckets that have been used already, and make rat traps out of those easily.” Angel walked up just then hearing. “Rat traps?” Shawn said. “Yeah if there is one there are more; if they are hungry they may start to bite into the electrical wires.” “I get it.” replied Angel. “We should still be cautious.”
“I got a text from Ranger, they finally finished roll call, 44 dead and as of this time missing. They have the US coast guard coming to meet them on their way to Florida; once in dry dock we will find out more.”
“The US is still willing to help us?” Angel got two cups of coffee. “Maritime law, aiding a wounded vessel, but we buy so many supplies from the states anyway. Speaking of that the next shipment should be today.” “Sounds like a busy day ahead of us.”
The three got prepared and went back to the jeep, an old fashioned gas dispenser was present and they topped off the jeep. “Good think the shipment is coming.” A rainbow was visible in the distance as the storm moved away in the distance. The drive back was much easier with the rain gone, and the three got out with their rifles. Shawn put his over his shoulder and grabbed the five gallon buckets.
He took a small military shovel from the jeep and unfolded it, locked it into place and started to dig, he checked the bucket and stopped. Added a little sand back and placed it in. He attached a wooden rod through the holes and asked John to get water from the hole nearby. John came back and Shawn said. “Pour it in, and stop.” Shawn placed peanut butter on the rod.
“There they will go for that.” They did this three more times around the plant. And went into the building. They picked up the first man and carried his body outside. Went back in and with more difficulty undid the other from the cables he fell onto.
Outside with the two and looking at them both. “Well what are we going to do with them?” Angel spoke. “Their not being buried with our people, somewhere near here is fine. We will still be kind enough to mark the graves.”
They took turns digging, placed the bodies in as carefully as they could and covered them back up. “We will make a memorial for everyone else some day, next to Fuzzy’s. Huh next to his and he is on the boat go figure.”
Morning lol..... you will find out. Well the first half of the SB interesting, second half okay this is a blow out. I found probably 98% of the commercials good many made me laugh. It was good in that regard to me. Anyway uhm lets say that, nah just watch. 
:Oh ate until I was satisfied so plenty of wings leftovers for the day......
:Oh ate until I was satisfied so plenty of wings leftovers for the day......
What a total disaster in every aspect of the game, it was a dark and gloomy night.
[If you are a Chiefs fan, if you are a TB fan of either the man or the team then you will see it differently. Same facts, interpreted differently.}
[If you are a Chiefs fan, if you are a TB fan of either the man or the team then you will see it differently. Same facts, interpreted differently.}
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JPF I get worked up and tired and well it is much and if wrong I will not let it be, so forgive me.... I am trying but... give me a minute ok
I have to get into their heads and some of those are dark.
I have to get into their heads and some of those are dark.
ok fair you do know by the time I write about 1,000 words it is about 30 minutes, so slow I try with mistakes (I hate those and have to correct them) either by edit or more words.Just giving you! Trying to be funny.
I can only imagine how long it takes. I type on my phone with 1 thumb so I know @ how long it takes for just that let alone trying to think about and write a story.
this is strange to me, I know what the next like four parts are, but each time I put my hands to the keyboard it was no, like my hands have power over my mind; and oddly in my right ear i have this ringing sound, like a continues bell..... I am not sure......
Okay..... adults right? When I saw vic post this; I was like okay I to have had that in a very unpleasant spot like a woman giving birth pushing hard..... hold on. (Viewer discretion is advised)
My post after watching.
I was waiting for the hand to come back with the glove missing..... lost opportunity.
others:
another:
Vic: Yeah you’re right. Just like the person who told me i shoulda come back with a grape. Or just like the person who told me i shoulda come back with a license plate and just like everyone who told me everything. HAHAHHAHAAAA!!!
(I got vic) lol He actually gave my post a love...... does that mean i am a jersey ganster now???
My post after watching.
I was waiting for the hand to come back with the glove missing..... lost opportunity.
others:
another:
Vic: Yeah you’re right. Just like the person who told me i shoulda come back with a grape. Or just like the person who told me i shoulda come back with a license plate and just like everyone who told me everything. HAHAHHAHAAAA!!!
(I got vic) lol He actually gave my post a love...... does that mean i am a jersey ganster now???
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I'm serious my hands are saying no, I am sitting right here going I know.... their saying no; okay.... Blue made this second page for me to vent.... well i vent here honestly..... wtf hands...
Have you ever been so frustrated with a part of your body that your like.... I want a replacement?
Have you ever been so frustrated with a part of your body that your like.... I want a replacement?
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