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Date Posted: Thursday, October 13, 04:06:41pm
Author: sk
Subject: 'Who's Watching' Challenge
In reply to: JayBee and Nell 's message, "Friday Challenge: October 7, 2005" on Friday, October 07, 11:03:49am

"Don't do that -- you startled me."

After all this time, you'd forgotten the bad parts: the teasing that cut a little too close to the bone, the pokes in the rib that would leave a bruise, the way he would turn and look at you if you said no, you didn't want to do something. Even the hugs, affectionate lunging at you and knocking you off your feet, were disconcerting, like coming into a noisy room after a long walk in the woods. After all this time, you just remembered the good parts: how he stuck up for you on the playground, walking home from school with his hand on your shoulder, him telling you that your drawing was something special. He was just always so intense, and your life since then has been much more calm. Sometimes, remembering him, you�d think things were boring now, and wish for those crazy times to come back, but now that he�s here you're not so sure.

And he doesn't seem so sure either, looking up at the window when the cat walks by and staying in the back room till it's dark outside. He doesn't want to visit the neighborhood, doesn't want to see anyone else. He won't say where he's been, just wants to talk about the old days. He'll talk about places you went, but he won't go there now. "Those were times, those were really times."

He used to walk like a gorilla -- you'd hear him long before you'd see him, feel the weight of his tread bouncing through the floorboards. Now it's like a quick cut in a horror film -- he just appears and your heart skips a beat. He's not trying to scare you, but it's like he can't help it. Wherever he's been, it taught him things that you don't want to know.

"No, it's ok, just don't sneak up on me like that."

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Replies:

Oh, how very cool! (r) -- JayBee, Thursday, October 13, 05:04:32pm
Very, very cool (r) -- Nell, Friday, October 14, 07:27:46am
Re: 'Who's Watching' Challenge -- k8lyn, Monday, October 17, 03:53:40am