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Casa

Tasma was something was surprised to discover the order of the house, seemed comfortable, with antique furniture, but still comfortable, as if they had bought before she was born in New Jill, and should last forever. It looked like the l940s-style sofa and chairs: top rounded perfectly integrated with some 'wood structure, a long coffee table with a number of points should be placed at their request, the living room because it was only three metersover the couch, the thought of a nice device to use for food or drink during the night while watching TV, yes. The walls were white, except for the kitchen, which was yellow from top to bottom in the middle, then was white tiles, which went ashore.

"Come Clean," he told his parents when Jill went up the stairs to his room to take a nap. His mind was telling her that was not very different from his home in Minnesota, made of wood, glass and stone foundation.

-For most ofIn part it was all new to them. His head was full of free-stimulation, images and expressions, emotions and speculation, all the intimidation he felt at the bar, the train, the restless, prone to leave the house are like a candle to the end of burnt their growth. She pinched themselves to see if he was dreaming, with the exception of his shyness, or perhaps inhibitions.

Was above all things, are unsure how she felt at that moment, but it was time to bring in the formthe fabric of this new world, who wanted to adapt.

-The thought in mind: Tommy is a gigolo? had read in those magazines cheap: the stories of how people get what the woman wants only to see it in the bag, and then his true identity comes later. He sat on a soft chair, which have sunk like a doll's delicate flavors of home a little ', it seemed so fuzzy now perhaps less vague by the hour.

Tommy, now sits onTasma still in his sofa-sofa-chair, Jill is now in the kitchen, the parents in his bedroom watching television, everything and everyone seemed to exist.

The TV in the living room was in "The Adventures of Lone Ranger and his horse Silver, were on a hill on the band, George Belmont, which could also show, walked through her room, she would hear the same music, to play The William Tell Overture (the theme of the Lone Ranger), observedEvery week, when the Lone Ranger came up, just like Jill.

Tommy smiled Tasma above, seemed so helpless, I suppose, could not do, want to promote, if not take care of her.

Hours odors coming from the kitchen, crept into the lounge, popcorn with butter. Ting seemed like a family now as once again be at home when he came to visit her for the summer. Jill Jill seemed to be the old, once known, years ago, other than they just bought someAdults, they still offer than ever before, along with some new experiences, he summarized his life: like all of us. You still have Johnny back in Minnesota (with an eye on him yet), and now she is happy in Seattle, Tommy, perhaps that could be considered normal with a little 'mix of confusion, he thought. She said to herself: "… we all like pretty girls, not [?]'. Tommy was nice I do not seem Tasma soft light, his temperament, like Johnny, it could trigger a snob, orresolve angry, and very easy to use especially if he had been drinking and wanted to drink, and drink a lot and fight, but it can not hurt, he can not hurt or Tasma Jill Jill when he was in Minnesota, made him a few years before . In fact, he tried Tasma, Tasma be protected if they should ever around him, and someone, try some bats, therefore, set aside or even give it a name. Johnny would take a double-click on the guy and he usually walk in the opposite direction. He deceived noface. Certainly the type of Jill, but must Tasma was surprised to see her with Tommy, quite the opposite.

The outside was dark as the bottom of the sea Tasma was thinking when they look at the side window and back to the film. The other surprise was George and Ann. Everyone knew that he drank a lot back in Minnesota, but I think it is not registering with drunk Tasma. E 'was again a bit' when he saw only subtle, which is, after, or backthe bar and into the bedroom, or just in the kitchen.

That was a big step for Tasma was as if waiting for someone to kick loan only his train ticket to return to St. Paul, I mean, what would, if he insisted to do to. She had no choice. This was the most daring than it ever tried, and remained guarded.

She sat quietly in the big sofa in the lounge chair sold, as if she is wrapped in it, and embraced hisright. She was proud of its first phase, bringing fear and anticipation, which resulted in this adventure, he could not take advantage of the moment by moment reality of it solidifies in a first step, not yet anyway, because it was too much, but there 'was felt. But as he looked back, not days, of itself, but now was back a long way in a short time. He felt as if they built a house on a fault line [crack in the ground] and the prediction that it would explode, blowing up every minute;would, but for some strange reason, did not take. "The quake was yet to come, should never come, but she was convinced that it would take to go as far. It 'always the first step," said he (his father is something along the line) tells the story that mattered in life, that was the most difficult, was the step to motivate.

"Here's popcorn," Jill said with a smile from ear to ear () to joke, "And I must say a girl friend now, Tommy!"He had a tray with two cups on it, one for Tasma, the other for her and Tommy.

To the surprise of Tasma, things seemed less complicated than at home, was really talking about free or freer, and I felt much more guarded, not discouraged, like so much, not trying, or feeling of shame or sense of guilt for unknown reasons did not even want to take sides with anyone. Maybe it was the right to bust out and run away, break or whatever, so he said, but she has come. IfDebt was to be hung out to dry, then leave now. He was talking openly about a TV show with Tommy and Jill. The TV was indeed Lulling his sleep while at home would think that everything looked just paranoia, ready to use them to win an argument. I seemed to have had a close relationship with his father, but mother is always the collection, needles, and she was the first opportunity he could with his father during the weekend and taking long walks in Como Parkand visit the zoo, was there. Mom would actually jealous of her, tell her yes, and tell him. Although he has not taken, the staff had not been like a father to drill his mother. So this was the value of rest, had it not been for a long time, because it has not in any case.

Here in the present, no one seemed to have expected, or asked, or planted, in addition to not having to repeat what he said (to clarify), try to hurt anyone. In general, at home, hadto focus on how to say something to the table, type of processing the sentence, or so they thought they had to begin or start a war.

Jill had told a curious way, the question of how he was Tasma family, but simply Tasma, so polite, but brief: "As always, the same as they were years ago."

8
Remembering Johnny

"How is Johnny, you know, forget the guy who had an eye on me, I am her last name?"

"Oooo," said Tasma,Lemons Johnny thinks he got married last year, his high school, has a son, too. I think the wife is in the care and lives with her and take off. Not a good scene. I like Johnny, but has nothing but bad news most of the time. "

"Well, you are not married in the first place. It 'wild for sure," said Jill, while in a deep breath. "I liked him, but then I was just a child, is not it?"

"He was the older brother DennisArmy, Vietnam, and Vietnam now, I think, "said Tasma.

(Johnny was a figure of Tarzan Tasma, something indescribable, a kind of fella. ((Bello, what has been said Jill, but do not tell.)) Had a healthy brain: a bull's head and at times seemed even to growl like a way described would Tasma Johnny.

On a similar note, I doubt that anyone could read his thoughts and desires, but when the eyes Tasma was always inspired, asnice one brother, one younger sister. He was one of the great apes in the old Tarzan movie Tasma thought, 'Oh, she liked it a lot, but it was too difficult for them. Would "Teeka" had played a role in a Tarzan movie with him, a playful nature has Teeka remembered as a vibrant and primates. He never felt like a joke or saved, not only has grown with each other, went to school together and knew each other, and often talked in the canteen orfirst off at school, where many children were going to walk and the door until the doorbell rang, and after school, when he was in a fight he had with a smile, to support him, and he 'd always win fight.)

Jill continues to eat his popcorn, "said a voice explains:" Remember how good he was. Was a strong, lifting weights, and loved to fight, and he felt as if it were always in trouble, but always came out of it. He was a bodybuilder withWeights, right (rhetorical question, he saw Tasma). "She recalled, as if Tommy was not present, and as Tommy, was the kind of minor muscle department had become a bit 'embarrassed. She had brown hair and deep as Tasma Irish blue eyes, with a temper that went with, but generally under control, most sullen of action. All the girls liked him, this is what the brain filled with Jill.

Tasma was not sure what to say and I watched TV, Tommy next to her: "She was nicea cute boy and a brave sort of the few times I met him. In fact, I have sent him on a date once Tasma (Jill said with animation), but we were thirteen years old at the time, the last time I saw him the last time I was in Minnesota. He has to write about me, you know, and then stopped] [pause, only one type of writing. "He hesitated a moment," He was an instant Guy, like you Tommy, you're a little 'confidence. "Tommy looked a bit 'disturbed, if not the type ofsee-through or thin, for the moment.

Hurry carefree, Tasma, replied: "Yes, I remember," trying to shift attention to Tommy, gave a look of relief. The dark silence had blackened the windows from the outside Tasma would like to continue on the subject but it somehow bounced off Tommy, and he had somehow hurt again, he thought. He was surprised that she had said, first, no Johnny, and if they did, it was obvious that appeared to bestill keep an eye on him, this was not better in the back left of his soul was in agreement with his alter ego. But perhaps it was only Jill was, if nothing else, unpredictable.

[Sleepy] It was time, but I unpacked the first floor rooms across the hall from Jill, on the south side and through the hall and around the stairs, away from those two bedrooms, a bedroom, where the Belmont, where was a little more rest for the elderly couple. Tasma room was about halfJill's size, but still cozy. Both Jill and Tommy noticed his face looked a bit 'relieved. Jill took a cigarette from his pocket a piece of rubber, and Tommy,

"Make your choice:" They both seemed to say in harmony, giggling one minute.

"Oh, rubber, non-smoking.

"Of course not," Jill said, adding: "I have to smoke when he surprised me, or when drinking or under stress (Tasma looked nervously at them). Today, itfor something new and good, you know, stress well. "

[In the bedroom] with a soft focus Tasma Jill looked light a match to light his cigarette and said: "I want you to be a bit Tasma 'with my parents, Tommy and all live together surprise?"

Tasma hesitated a long pause, looking down at his right to these emotions are whole scene, "Everything that is outside my house, strange and surprising for me." Jill then turned off the lights and began to smile Tasmathe same time.

'By now it was dark in the room, and in some corners of dark shadows, her eyes adjusting to a window in the room, and a door that four walls and the light shinning through the window, a picture on the wall of the room, she could not see now, but he knew it was there, and a sailor on a ship to escape from a ship with her lover. He remembered the story of Jack London, "The Sea-Wolf." The ship looked something like a sailing ship in 1872 with threegiant screens, and the sails and rigging in abundance of the ship enough of a node. The young woman was in the boat will not be saved, which had the ingredients for a good night's dream, he thought. Or was he dreaming. All in all, this is just right for her, for she felt as if they flee one-way traffic. It 'was a photo in bold finally said.

Tasma had read a lot of Jack London, Faulkner's Short Stories About New Orleans, travel in Africa of Hemingway, FitzgeraldEurope and the Jazz Age, along with the poetry of Sylvia Path and Dylan Tomas, and history: "Breakfast at Tiffany's", and a variety of other readings. He remembered that Jill is not too much to read, sort of a tomboy. But it was always fun.

He turned in the bed instead of sinking his head into the pillow, and then find it hovers over a minute, turned their toes back and forth, feeling the cool sheets, warm blanket, and she had on her, pleaseRocket crashed into his head that the exact spot he had chosen. Suddenly the door opened (which took a deep breath (inhale), so to speak, to exhale, "now what?" But I say), and Tommy was there with an apple and two slices of bread on a plate. He said, speculatively, as if written on paper, "thought it might be hunger in the middle of the night, put the bowl on the nightstand next to her, and hurried out of his room. Do not just put our heads in theincluded, noticed him and then he was gone. If anything, she said that she was the gesture, do not be hungry in the morning worried that they may help to improve sleep, and when he awoke, he found food, "How strange to think for him, so he said to his alter ego.

She does not seem to him, or someone like trivial or sensational, but more adventurous. I take it like a man would not be seen as "Peter Pan" she thought, as his head is back inThen little: I'm learning how adventurous.

9
Tommy

The night passed slowly Tasma and Tommy went to look at [2:00] just to see the door opening a bit 'to see if they have done well. He looked so helpless, when he almost lost the last in the bar (the cause "-Inn Trop seen").

"Come inside, if you want," said Tasma unexpected. I mean, he had never asked before a person had come into her bedroom, for them, so brave and strangeconfidence to say whether the lower-right stupid, so the mother would.

"Do you mind?" Said Thomas] [pause, he adds, "... of course it is not said that it was OK," and he did and came out of the dark room lit with only the reflection of the arc lights above the road and around the corner, shining through the window a bit ', and apparently more cautious. Without knowing it, or so it seemed, was sitting on the edge of the bed, his head Tasma looking out from the ceiling, it can onlysee the head and two hands, holding the blanket, took it as if to hide it should be.

"What will you do?" Churches Tasma.

"What, you think, work and so on?" She nodded, "Yes."

He replied: "Well, I write poems, stories, and I'm finishing my university degree in psychology, and I continue to go after my license for the advice, I am also a poetic epic conclusion, I call it" The Age of Light " , a poeticsRevelation of hell. I'll show you sometime. I also know that in a burger joint on call at weekends and in the bars, how to work on, and the Belmont, let me live here. I used to date Jill strictly platonic, and we still do, of course, on that date but not Plato, on the other hand, we do not seem lately to a number of questions have to agree, especially where we want to jump to our relationship. "

Tasma looked surprised: "Oh," she said with a follow-up, and pause"That's great."

"Oh, yes, I do not like a consultant?" He answered quietly not to wake him, the budget.

"Absolutely not," he said.

"I'm twenty-first of November," said Thomas, as if she was older than he seemed to be informed.

"Are you now," said a little 'surprised with Tasma, lack of interest in his voice. That said, Tommy apologized and left the room for the connection that Jill was asleep in theirBedroom.

[Ukulele] How Tasma dosed off to sleep, he could hear the noise of the tires of cars in front of her window, looked as if it started to rain a bit ', the wet on wet tires Liquid Sound's has given them. A trumpet sounded a few different notes, a busy road Tasma was thinking, unless the horns came from the main road on the block at the bar, the north and south, went to the bar, but from both East and West, outside from his window is' difficult to say.

There wereLights are lit and the curtains and you could hear the old clock mantle in the living room on ground floor, as if they would take half an hour and then the hours with his ring (or dingdong), strong like the horns, and somewhere in the street you could hear drums and a ukulele is played and people sing, it is very likely that the bar (often open the door and the sound runs down the street).

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