Day 241

It’s late afternoon when I get back, Sig nodding groggily as I collapse onto the couch. “Rough day?” I shrug. “First runner didn’t cooperate.” “Did you try yelling ‘stop resisting?’” I laugh and twist to face him. “Did you get some sleep?” “Slept like a dream til you pinged me. You know you can just …

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Day 240

The second address leads to a decaying storefront advertising last year's model. I check my glasses, hoping they're dark enough to hide my eyes from any scanners. I haven't had Gav work his magic yet; I'll need that scrub for a rainier day than this one. The store is dim as I press inside. "Hello?" …

Day 240 — Dad’s

“Gradually the healing took place, seeming as it always does that it wasn’t taking place.”  (Ursula Le Guinn) Prompt:  Write about hidden healing. Zeke and Zoe stood along the road between Canyon campgrounds and Old Faithful.  Like travellers everywhere they were on guard against missing an event.  They had taken to the road precisely to …

Day 239 — Dad’s

"Gradually the healing took place, seeming as it always does that it wasn’t taking place."  (Ursula Le Guinn) Prompt:  Write about hidden healing. Zeke and Zoe stand along the road between Canyon campgrounds and Old Faithful.  They have gotten out of their car and are looking across what before the fire had been a meadow …

Day 234

Sig's first address is a club; some sucker going by Jones rents a space out of the back. Nothing on the books, but there's always a money trail if you know what to look for. Judging by the power bill, Jones might be a runner. I check my weapons and head inside. The music deafens …

Day 233

I retrieve my gear while Sig works, hoping the security guy I paid off didn’t look too closely in my bag. It’s right where he said it would be, unharmed and not missing any items. It’s oddly comforting, this small transaction, like my fortune in this mess might be turning. I do a quick scan …

Day 233 — Dad’s

“Dreaming about being an actress is more exciting than being one.”       –Marilyn Monroe Prompt:  Write about dreaming. It was one of those experiences we’ve all had in our dreams:  we’re in an elevator with an escaped convict who has kidnapped our wife’s cat, and the elderly man who just got on the elevator on the …