“Send me back,” I cried, hoping my voice would be heard among the shouts. I was fighting my way desperately through the crowd. If I could get to Ray, then he might be able send me back. But the crowds were too loud, and I could not be heard. There was no way I could go through with this. The masses were already flowing in through the chapel doors, the courtyard and church must be overflowing. I knew what was going to happen next. I had been here before. And I couldn’t do it again. I needed somebody from my team. Anybody who could send me back. But Ray had been swept away with the crowd. Riley was probably not even here, and who else had mastered the ability? As the crowd brought me through those stoney doors, I had made up my mind. I could not live through this day again. I felt my face tensing in anticipation, and attempted what I had never attempted before. I ripped open the door of time and stepped through.
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“Do you like my room?” Sally asked with a flourish and Ben flopped onto the bed. “Well it’s a room.” “Its more than a room!” She replied with energy. “It’s a college dorm. Hell it’s the same one as mine up 10 floors cept I have a better few.” “Well I have a pretty good view as well.” She said, looking around. “What, into that concrete wall?” Ben asked, looking out the window. “Well no, but the painting.” Sally had moved to stand next to it, it’s floor to ceiling height swallowing her up. “Oh yea. Is that supposed to be a view?” Ben said, turning around to look at it. “It’s Florence! Anyone could see that.” Sally retorted with an air of superiority. “Anyone.” Ben sarcastically agreed. “Did you go to the game last night?” Silence. “Well…?” Sally asked expectantly. “Well what?” “Do you like it?” “No we lost.” Ben looked genuinely sad at the memory. “I meant the painting!” Sally shot back. “Have you ever been to Florence?” “Of course I have! Thats when I did it!” She smiled smugly. “Oh of course. Well I’d sure love to look out of a window in Florence.” Under his breath Ben murmured. “Apparently it looks just like the concrete wall outside of New Rez.” (ps. Did you paint that? It’s terrible.) |
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