Originally posted on Deviantart on May 6, 2015 Special thanks to EllaMennopi for additional proofreading. A door clicked, and a woman walked through, shutting it behind her. She set her purse aside with a tired sigh. Hina had just returned home from work, but her day wasn’t entirely done. There was a great deal…
Chapter 23: Concealed Nudity We jogged to the next canyon mouth. When we reached it and were walking off the run before getting down to work, the growing heat of the morning made me remember a paused conversation thread. “It is getting warm out, isn’t it, Kaitlyn?” With a bit of an edge in her…
Chapter 16: Partings We got back to the flat spot off the dirt road where Kaitlyn had parked her car — a medium-blue Subaru Outback — without running into anyone. There were no other cars parked here, and there was no one on the road that we could see. “I dare you to drive back…
Chapter 13: Our First Night Together We walked back into camp, both naked and a little chilled by the deepening evening shadows. I walked straight to my tent, pulled my clothes sack out, and re-dressed. As soon as Kaitlyn saw what I was doing, she did the same. “No tricks to keep me naked?” Kaitlyn…
Chapter 12: The Living and the Dead “Can you actually levitate your own body?” “I don’t know. I haven’t tried,” I said with a shrug. “What’s the coolest thing you’ve tried and succeeded at?” “When I came to this country, I wore glasses. Thick ones. Today, I have better than 20/20 vision.” Then, because it…
Chapter 11: Mirror Meditation We listened to the wind slide over the cliffs for a while. “Kaitlyn,” I addressed her quietly, “I want you to try to separate your mind and body, kind of like when you go to sleep. I want you to remain conscious, but I want your mind to dissociate itself from…
Chapter 10: First Lesson She folded straight down in place, cross-legged, partly in response to my invitation, but partly also I think because she just needed to sit down. She’d just seen me do three impossible things, and it wasn’t even lunchtime yet. She’d need practice. I tried to keep the smugness off my face….
Chapter 8: Airwolf and Other Trash The next morning was Saturday, so I decided to spend the weekend camping out in the canyonlands. I keep a second set of bike bags packed and ready to go with all of my camping gear. All I have to do is fill up all of my water containers…
“Hello stranger, it’s been a while,” the voice on the other end of the phone said. “Melody!” Maggie exclaimed. Maggie and Melody had been friends at uni, but it was over six months since they’d both graduated. “I came across your blog the other day on the joys of being unemployed. If you’re interested, I…
Sitting Tables with Brigid by donnylaja Part 1 It was the weekend before the big Thanksgiving day parade. “Why are the Tunemasters doing this?” Rod’s father said as their car pulled up to the local supermarket. “Don’t you dudes make enough money for the school with all those parades?” He was always peeved at how…
Note: This was a compilation of Brigid sequences taken from “Tami Beethoven” and other places. — donnylaja I: Brigid and the Patriot’s Day Parade “Thbbb! … Th-thbb!” He licked his lips and tried again on next group of sixteenth notes, pressing against the mouthpiece that felt like a block of ice no matter how much…
“T— High School Board Meeting” by donnylaja Minutes taken 10/1/09. “Next order of business, Ms. Kleinfelter’s proposal for a modification to the Tunemasters Uniform.” “My proposal,” she said, untying the accordion folder and fishing out a stack of papers, “is to modify the lower half of the majorette uniform. This is called the ‘Petra Red…
Boston Globe, 1/22/13, p. 3, col. 1 LOCAL GIRL SHARES STAGE WITH OBAMA Tunemasters Majorette O’Dierna Picked for Ceremony by d. laja National television viewers who did not see the entire Inaugural Parade were sure to notice the high school majorette standing at attention on the right side of the screen as President Barack Obama…
