Light. And passion. That is what we’re looking for.
Never mind. You can say you’re with me if you want.
It makes me want to do more adventurous things, like go downtown more often.
He makes everyone else seem boring.
He’s been so many places and has things to say.
He’s so different from anyone else here.
She had sat here so many times that she had heard it all before.
And the day isn’t over yet.
Life is not easy for anyone.
What are you all doing still standing here? Why aren’t you in your lines?
Why does everything feel off?
That didn’t feel like the whole truth.
He just had to be careful to seem detached, and deny any involvement.
It was like tagging someone and then running away.
If he was going to end up with the outcasts, he could at least choose his fate.
His voice was like a whip cracking.
They were expecting great things of him.
There was nothing he could have done better.
I was just trying to help. Don’t be mad at me.
You don’t want to be left behind.
You look like a sheep when it has been shorn!
She knows what she is talking about.
You must be patient with her and she will come back.
She was there to make things better.
He had been through all of this before, and it was all familiar.
“Don’t like that,” he muttered. He would have to do something about it.
That’s enough disruption for today.
He did not always get it right.
They stood in line, quiet, embarrassed.
Now someone new and different had entered the territory.
It was her world, so familiar she took it for granted.
Gone Fishin’
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