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Sunday, 11 November 2007
11:30:47 PM (GMT)
After the spill, my boss yelled at me and I was back at the bar. It was too bad. The
guy always came. He was a regular customer, but he never came to the bar itself. In a
last, desperate attempt, I dyed my hair red.
Too bad he didn't come that day.
However, every lunch break, I would sit behind them or near them and listen in to see
if the guy had found her yet. I had long since given up that he was the man I was
looking for. My desperate prayers for it to be him were snuffed by reality. I had to
agree with myself eventually - the lord only helps those in desperate need, and I was
just some normal, high schooler. That guy...he was way older than me. I was thinking
around 20 to 25. I was 17. You do the math. At best, he was 3 years older than me,
and in collage. At worst....well, I'm not going to think about that. The most recent
in the events was something like the following. By the way, I didn't want to call
them, like, guy and dude, so I named the man Hatori and his friend Hiro. OK, roll
Hiro:Dude, it's, like, wintertime. I hate to see you slaving over this.
Hatori:It's always been like this. The possibility that she still hangs around where
we met is almost...well...
(Long awkward silence)
Hiro:Y'know, it's worth checking out.
Hatori: *sigh* no, I don't think so. She's probably forgotten me already.
Hiro:With an attitude like that, no wonder you can't find her.
Hatori:OK, OK, I get it.
Hiro:Dude, she might be in this room.
Hatori:...You know, I really think she's employed here.
Hatori:Jus' a feeling.
(Another silence. Sound of me flipping the page in my book and normal chaos of the
Hiro:OK, I have an idea.
Hatori:I'll take anything.
Hiro:Close your eyes...
Hatori:Eyes closed.
Hiro:then block out the chaos and listen to one thing.
Hatori:OK that's a little hard...lemme have a moment to do this...
Hiro:Take your time.
Hatori:OK I got it.
Hiro:Now take one hand, whichever feels more spiritually movable, and point it where
the sound is coming from.
(Silence. I look up to see him pointing at me. I scamper away before he opens his
OK that was so weird. And I went back to my table after they left and my book was
That was sarcasm, if you didn't understand. Now all I have is my journal. And THAT

holly_henderson says :   15 March 2008   432751  
that was so cool write another chapter! its getting so good!


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