Posted by Glenn Fagelson on July 20, 2001, at 20:46:39
In reply to Re: wanna write a story?, posted by Roo on July 20, 2001, at 16:30:06
> She was getting tired. Hannah, her horse, was
> too. It was time to set up camp. She'd never
> camped alone before. Never travelled alone before,
> for that matter. But oddly enough, she didn't feel
> frightened. She hadn't felt this adventurous since
> she was 10, when her and her best friend Lisa snuck
> out of the house after her folks went to bed and went
> runnning through the woods in back of the house. They'd
> run until they were breathless and then collapse by
> the stream, puffs of steam coming out of their mouths
> in the light of the full moon.
> As she unrolled her sleeping bag, she felt a brief, but
> sharp stab of longing for Julio. As bad as things got
> between them, that one thing was always good. "Damn
> Latin Lover", she thought as she lit her last cigerette
> of the day.Strong fatigue set in, as Julio drove back
home; it was 5 o'clock in the morning and
he had once again lost all his money in an
all-night poker game.
poster:Glenn Fagelson
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