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tea time
tea time The sun was starting to set. Winter took it early, lights coming on in houses where people were home, others still dark, waiting for their doors to open, breathing life back into them. The street was a quiet one, the houses set apart from each other, on large lots with enough land to give them each a sense of self, a personality all their own. The house at the far end, near the woods was smaller, more of a cottage style, well kept, a barn red color with black shutters, a breeze through connecting it to a small barn. A shallow stream caught the last rays of the sun setting, turning it silver. The kettle screamed. He poured the steaming water into the teapot, setting it onto the tray. Carrying it carefully into the formal parlor he set it down on the table. The woman alerted, smiled. “Lovely”. He nodded and took a seat across from her. It had been a long time since they had seen each other, years if truth be told. There was familiarity but also a vague discomfort that pervaded the room. “The house looks nice” He nodded again. He could not fathom why she had come here after such a long absence. His mind was trying to parse her presence in his home, finding it not just unlikely but also in some way disquieting. “Why are you here?” “Ah, well, actually, I have a favor to ask of you.” “A favor? Of me? I find that hard to believe.” Her smile faded a bit, her hands reaching for her bag. She leaned forward, putting a cigarette to her lips, lit it, then leaned back. “Well, it’s not that big a …” He poured the tea very carefully. Not listening to a word she said, making sure that the steaming liquid covered her entire face, dousing the cigarette. “No smoking dear, remember?” You cannot conceive the many without the one. |
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that time when the sky is the deepest blue, before the stars show up, when lights come on and you can peer into houses..... the things that go on............. You cannot conceive the many without the one.
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Oh My I can see through the steam. I think she had nads doing that in his home. And I know form walking in my neighborhood in the dark one can see all sorts of amazing scenes through the curtains in the dark and imagine all kinds of things that might be going on. Makes for an interesting stroll letting the mind roll about (Virtual Symposium Group) use Virtual Symposium Group
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These stories of yours are taking a menacing turn, wicked. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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I like him already! You just know her "favor" will be... intrusive.
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I want to know what the favour was. You're a tease!
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Even I never went that far when someone broke the rules, but it sounds like there is some interesting back story. Vive La Difference
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