Wonder City Stories II #82
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wonder_cityFacts Are Like Cows
Nereid walked slowly down Marigold Lane and up the front path of the house. The air was sweet with early summer blossoms. All around her, spring had erupted into vivid yellows and purples and reds, the grass turned lush, and the leaves darkening on tree branches. The sun was warm on her hair, but her face was turned down, watching her feet move over the flagstones, then onto the porch, then across the threshold.
She mounted the stairs as silently as she could, straining her ears to hear the least noise on the upper landings. Thus, she could hear the soaring strains of the Fat Lady, hitting some impossible high note, and she sighed.
She leaned her forehead against Simon's door, listening to him attempting to sing along with the Fat Lady. His voice came closer to the door, then faded farther away, a sure sign that he was dancing.
Finally, at a break between songs, she straightened up and knocked on the door.
Simon swung the door open wide and stood there, grinning madly, a dustmop in his hands. He was wearing a white t-shirt and his favorite rocketship boxers.
As the first phrases of the next song on the CD began, Simon's grin faded and his brows furrowed. "Pacifica?" he said. "Are you all right?"
Nereid tried to smile, but her mouth was trembling so hard that the effort crumbled immediately. "Simon," she said, her voice cracking, "I've missed my period."
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Note from the Author:
First short episode of the week! And for some of you, this isn't much of a surprise. While the quote is, "Facts are like cows, if you stare them in the face hard enough they generally run away," in my experience (mostly anecdotes from friends), cows are just as likely to charge you, or possibly eat your mitten.
Remember to check out Wonder City Wonders, my new store at Cafe Press.
And remember to vote for WCS!
Nereid walked slowly down Marigold Lane and up the front path of the house. The air was sweet with early summer blossoms. All around her, spring had erupted into vivid yellows and purples and reds, the grass turned lush, and the leaves darkening on tree branches. The sun was warm on her hair, but her face was turned down, watching her feet move over the flagstones, then onto the porch, then across the threshold.
She mounted the stairs as silently as she could, straining her ears to hear the least noise on the upper landings. Thus, she could hear the soaring strains of the Fat Lady, hitting some impossible high note, and she sighed.
She leaned her forehead against Simon's door, listening to him attempting to sing along with the Fat Lady. His voice came closer to the door, then faded farther away, a sure sign that he was dancing.
Finally, at a break between songs, she straightened up and knocked on the door.
Simon swung the door open wide and stood there, grinning madly, a dustmop in his hands. He was wearing a white t-shirt and his favorite rocketship boxers.
As the first phrases of the next song on the CD began, Simon's grin faded and his brows furrowed. "Pacifica?" he said. "Are you all right?"
Nereid tried to smile, but her mouth was trembling so hard that the effort crumbled immediately. "Simon," she said, her voice cracking, "I've missed my period."
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Note from the Author:
First short episode of the week! And for some of you, this isn't much of a surprise. While the quote is, "Facts are like cows, if you stare them in the face hard enough they generally run away," in my experience (mostly anecdotes from friends), cows are just as likely to charge you, or possibly eat your mitten.
Remember to check out Wonder City Wonders, my new store at Cafe Press.
And remember to vote for WCS!
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Date: 2012-01-09 01:23 pm (UTC)Thanks for writing!
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Date: 2012-01-09 01:26 pm (UTC)Re: WoW
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Date: 2012-01-09 05:40 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-01-09 06:21 pm (UTC)....and there's a little something-something for the Simon fans. Aww yeah.
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Date: 2012-01-10 05:16 am (UTC)I hope I'm right in thinking that Aloysius' unmasking has stripped him of his continued ability to "use the story"? Pacifica isn't about to snuggle him through a series of nasty polymorphs at this point, surely...
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