Maybe it's love (Chapter 7, 8 and 9: Flashback)

Posted: 28 Aug 2011 03:02 PM PDT

7
The house

Tasma – was a bit 'surprised by the cleanliness of the house to find that was comfortable, with old furniture, but still comfortable, as if they had bought new before Jill was born, and should last forever. It 'was quite the sofa and chairs l940s-style: rounded tip with a little' wooden fitted seamlessly into the fabric, a long table, a series of articles on request, you should put hanging, because it wasthree meters above the sofa: a good structure for use in food or drink of the night, while watching TV, he thought. The walls were egg white, except for the kitchen, the yellow from top to bottom in the vessel, but later its white tiles, which went on the floor was.

"How clean," said Jill when her parents went upstairs to her bedroom for a nap. His mind told her she was not very different from his home in Minnesota, wood, glass and stoneFoundation.

– In most cases, everything was new to them. His mind was full of free-stimulation, images and expressions, emotions, conjecture, it was all intimidation at the bar, the train, which was anxious to get out of the house fade like a candle burning until the end of its growth. Would take to see if he was dreaming, except for his shyness, or perhaps inhibitions.

Above all, she did not know how she would feel at that moment, butTime that would lead them into the fabric of this new world they had tried to adapt mold.

– The idea came to mind: Tommy was a gigolo? had read in those magazines cheap: short stories, to become like men, what the woman just wants them in the bag, and then his true identity comes later. They sat back deep in the doll's soft chair in it a delicate, like memories from home a little ', it seemed so blurred by now perhaps less vagueOne hour.

Tommy, now sitting on the couch – Tasma still in the sofa chair, Jill is now in the kitchen seemed the parents into his room to watch TV, everything and everyone in their place.

The TV in the living room was in The Adventures of the Lone Ranger and his horse Silver, looked at the bottom of a hill on the bandits, George Belmont also liked the show, he walked from his room, he would feel the same music, it says Overture Williamgame (the theme of the Lone Ranger), has seen every week when The Lone Ranger came on, just like Jill.

Tommy smiled Tasma well – they seemed so helpless that I could not help but care, they want to, not when taken into custody.

Now came from the kitchen smells, creep – stay with butter popcorn. Everything seemed to be a family now, as it used to be home again, if he would come visit her for the summer. Jill Jill it seemed the old man, once known,Years: unlike them just a few features that have never grown before, had bought along with some new experiences, gained in life: like all of us. The Johnny still like back in Minnesota (one eye was still upon him), and now Tommy is like in Seattle, maybe this can be considered normal, mixed with a little 'of confusion, he advised them. He said: "… we all like nice guys, we do not believe [?]'. Tommy was cute, seemed Tasma kind, not only to his firingTemperament as Johnny, who could be a snob, or angry, and really easy to solve, especially when he drank, and liked to drink and drink a lot, and fight, but he never hurt, never violated or Jill when Jill was Tasma Previously he had in Minnesota a few years. In fact, he tried Tasma, if you ever had protected Tasma around him and someone, some thugs who will try to collect on them, or even call them a name. Johnny was a double take to make the boy, and he would be running normallyin the opposite direction. It 'was no one to be trifled with. Surely Jill-type, but what had been a surprise to Tasma must be to see her with Tommy, quite the opposite.

The exterior was now as dark as the bottom of the sea Tasma thought as he looked back, the side window of the film. The other surprise was George and Ann. Everyone knew that he drank a lot back in Minnesota, but I do not think there was Tasma were drunk. It was a little 'resumed only when he saw his thin,that is, or go on the way back to the bar and into the bedroom, or just in the kitchen.

This was a big step for Tasma, it was as if waiting for someone to kick her out, only to borrow his car trip back to St. Paul, I mean, what could they do if you insisted. For her, would have no choice. This was the more daring than they had ever tried, and so were kept.

She sat quietly died in the big chair living room sofa, as ifwrapped in her and hugged her right. She was proud of its first phase led to his fear and anticipation, which resulted in this adventure, they could enjoy the moment from the reality of the moment that at first, not yet anyway, because it was too petrified, but felt felt. But when he looked again – not in days by itself – but now, had come a long way in a short time. I felt as if she was building a house on a fault line [crack in the earth] and the prediction was to go thereexplosion, blast, every minute, but for some strange reason, did not last '. The earthquake was yet to come, should come at all, but they were convinced that he would go as far as we would want to go. There is always the first step, she said to herself (her father had said something in that direction), which is important in life, which was the most difficult step was the motivating.

"That's the popcorn," Jill said with a smile from ear to ear, and added (jokingly), "And I'm a girlie-friendSpeak now, Tommy! "They had a tray with two bowls, one for Tasma, the other for her and Tommy.

Tasma surprise for things less complicated than at home, he was actually talking about frank or seemed guarded and had not heard so much, not inhibited, so do not try to please or do not feel shame or guilt for unknown reasons, also had the feeling of siding with anyone. Perhaps it is not correct, was escape and flee bust, or anything else, so he saidthemselves, but they did. If the fault was being hung out to dry, then, not now. She was actually talking openly about a TV show with Tommy and Jill. The TV was in fact his Lulling to sleep while at home would be paranoid just thinking about everyone saw him, ready to use her to win an argument. He seemed to have a close relationship with his father, but Mom was always picking needles, and had the first chance he could be with dad's graveWeekend and long walks in Como Park, and visit the zoo, was there. Mom would get really jealous of her, tell her and tell her. Even if it did not take personal, but when my father was absent, his mother would have been drilled. So the silence was appreciated if not very long, for the moment he took in each case.

Here in the present, seemed to have no expectations, or asked, or planted there, and make not knowing what he meant (to clarify), trying not toOffending. Normally at home, was to see how anything on the table, a sort of focus to work on their records say, or at least felt, to: resolve or to start a war.

– Jill had asked in a curious way, Tasma was like a family, but Tasma simply said, in a polite but brief ", as always, the same as they were when there were years ago."

8
Remembering Johnny

"How is Johnny, you know, forget the guy who had an eye on me, I read your lastName? "

"Oooo," said Tasma, "you mean Johnny Lemons, was married last year, just out of high school, also has a son. I think it is about his wife's help, and lives with her e. ' is not a good scene. I like Johnny, but it's just bad news most of the time. "

"Well, he should get married first. 'Wild state, was safe," said Jill take a deep breath. "I loved it, but then I was just a kid, I was not?"

"His older brotherDennis went into the army in Vietnam, Vietnam is now, I think, "said Tasma.

(Johnny was a figure of Tarzan in Tasma, was something indescribable kind of guy ((beautiful, in fact, that Jill pointed out, but do not tell)) had a healthy brain: .. the head of a bull, and sometimes even looked like a growl, then Johnny would describe Tasma.

On a similar note, I doubt anyone could read his thoughts and desires, but when he was in his eyes was always inspired by Tasma;kind as a brother, a younger sister. It 'was one of the great apes in the old Tarzan movies Tasma thought, oh, I loved it, but it was too hard for them. They would "goose, Teeka," would have played a role in a Tarzan movie with him, a playful nature, he remembered how goose, Teeka, and a lively primates. He had never joke or no desire to be saved, only grew from each other, went to school together and knew each other, and often spoke to the bar, orIt would be out of you before at school, where most of the children hanging, go to the steps and door, rang the bell, or after school, when, during a fight, had to support it with a smile, and he 'd always win the fight.)

Jill has continued her eating popcorn, she said with a precise record: "Think how nice it was strong, lifting weights was built, and loved to fight, and it seemed as if it were always in some trouble, but always come out . that. He was a bodybuilder with weightsright (rhetorical question, he saw Tasma). "She recalled, as if Tommy was not there, and like Tommy, who was a sort of slender muscles in the department, was now a little 'embarrassed. He had brown hair and deep as Tasma. Irish blue eyes, a temper that, go with, but generally under control, more action than all the girls like sulking, that's what Jill filled the brain.

Tasma was not sure what to say watching TV, Tommy next to her: "It was a type of skin and akind of brave boys of the few times I met him. In fact, I fixed it in a day, once in Tasma (Jill said with animation), but we were thirteen years at the time the last time I saw the last time I was in Minnesota. He writes to me to know and then, then [pause] to write, he just kind of stopped. "He hesitated a moment," It 'a kind of chat guy was not like you Tommy, you're a little' reserved. "Tommy looked a little 'tarnished, if not thin or transparent typeat the time.

Tasma in reckless haste, said that attempts to "Yes, I remember," to change the focus on Tommy, gave her a look of relief. The quiet, dark windows were blackened from the outside in Tasma would like to continue with the subject has, but it would somehow bounce Tommy, and he had somehow hurt again, he thought. He was surprised he had, on the one hand, says nothing about Johnny, and when he did, it seemed clear that even had a crush on himThis is no better in the back of his mind, he left with his second I voted. But maybe it was just Jill, was, if anything, can not be predicted.

[Sleepy] It was now unpacked and got the room upstairs in the hallway, Jill, on the south side and across the hall and around the staircase, two bedrooms, where the Belmont, the bedroom where there was a little 'more rest for the elderly couple. Tasma room was about half as tall as Jill but cozyin any case. Both Jill and Tommy noticed his face looked a bit 'more relieved. Jill pulled a cigarette from his coat pocket and chewing gum, Tommy

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

"Oh, Tyres, do not smoke."

"Of course not," Jill said, adding:. "I smoke only when I was surprised, or when I drink or under stress – (Tasma looked nervously at her) Now it's something new and good, you knowStress. "

[In the bedroom] With a soft-focus Jill Tasma seen a match to light his cigarette and said: "I'd like to think Tasma, are a bit 'with my parents, Tommy and I live all together surprised?"

Tasma hesitated a long pause and looked down to his emotions on the right to find this scene: "Everything is out of my house, strange and amazing to me." Jill then turned off the light and began to smile at the same time Tasma.

– It was dark in the roomand in some shady corners, dark eyes adapt to a window in the room, and a door, four walls, and the only light shining through the window, which was a picture on the wall of the room can not see them today, but he knew it was there and a sailor in a boat on the run from a ship with her lover. It reminded her of the story by Jack London, "The Sea-Wolf." The ship has seen something like Clipper and 1872, with three huge screens, and the sails and rigging in abundance enough to tieShip in a ball of string. The young woman was rescued by boat that has the makings of a good night's dream, he thought. Or was it a dream. All in all, the only suits her well, because it felt like running to escape in this way. It 'was a courageous figure seen it said.

Tasma had read a lot of Jack London's tales of New Orleans, Faulkner, Hemingway's trips to Africa, Europe and Fitzgerald The Jazz Age, together with poetry: Sylvia PathDylan Thomas, and history: "Breakfast at Tiffany's", and a variety of other readings. Jill reminded not to take too much to read, sort of a tomboy. But it was always fun.

He turned in bed to find the right place to sink your head in the pillow – and then hovering over a minute, turned their toes back and forth, feeling the cool sheets and a warm blanket, was on her, then like a rocket fell, his head in the exact spot they had chosen. ThenSuddenly the door opened (it took a deep breath to inhale (), exhale as saying "now what? Say 'no), and there was Tommy, an apple and two slices of bread on a plate. He said, speculatively as if on paper, "They thought maybe hungry in the middle of the night", the bowl was lying beside her on the bedside table, and walked quickly out of his room. Do not just put his head under the blanket and saw him, then he was away . If anything, said the gesture of histhey do not have to worry about dying of hunger in the morning worried that she might help you sleep better, and when she awoke, she found food, "How strange to think of him as well," said his second self-determination.

He did not want to appear with him, or anyone, as trivial or sensational, but adventurous. I suppose that when a man does not want to be seen as "Peter Pan", he thought as he pulled her head back in the little place: I'm learning how to be adventurous.

9
Tommy

The nightwalked slowly through Tasma, and Tommy is back to her [2:00 Clock] control, opens the door to see a little 'if he did well. He looked so helpless, almost lost, when he saw her at the bar (the "Two-Trop-Inn") is sufficient.

"Come inside, if you wish," said Tasma unexpectedly. I mean, he had never asked a person who before entering his room, it was strange, because they are, the more courageous and confident, if not down right stupid, so his mother would say.

"Do you mind?" Tommy says – [aPause] He added: "… of course not, you said it was ok", and so he left the room and illuminated the dark, with only the reflections of the arc lights on the street corner and through the shinning through the window and apparently a little 'cautious. Unconsciously, it seemed, sat on the edge of the bed, Tasma peeks his head out the blankets, you could only see his head and two hands, as they kept the lid, grabbed, as if to hide it should.

"What do you meando? "When asked Tasma.

"You know, think, work and so on?" She nodded: "Yes."

He replied: "Well, I write poems, short stories, and I'm finishing my university studies in psychology, and I need to go further in order to obtain a license for the advice, I'm also finishing an epic poetry, I call it" The Age of Light ", a poetic revelation of hell. I'll show you once. I also have a burger on-call work at weekends and in the bar while it is alreadyBelmont to recognize and let me live here. I used Jill strictly platonic dates, and of course we still have a date, but it is not Plato, on the other hand, does not seem lately to work on a range of issues: first of all to where we want to go with our relationship. "

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

"Oh yes, I do not like to be a consultant?" He said softly not to wake the family.

"Absolutely not," he saidsaid.

"I'm 21 November," said Tommy, as if to say that he looked older than he.

"Are you now," he said with a sort of surprise Tasma lack of interest in his tone. That said, Tommy, apologized and left the room where Jill was asleep in his bedroom to reconnect.

[Ukulele] How Tasma dosed off to sleep, he could hear the sound of tires of cars in front of his window, looked as if it was started, a little 'rainHe also gave the wet on wet tires, a sound winding them. A pair of horns sounded different notes, it was a busy road thought Tasma, unless the horns were on the main road block to arrive on the bar, which has gone north and south of the bar, instead of east and west, It was the first of her window to say.

There were lights are reflected through the curtains, and you could hear the old clock in the coat room stay, as it would make the half hour and hour with his ring(Or DingDong), strong like the horn, and somewhere on the road could be heard playing drums and a ukulele and singing people, probably was at the bar (they are often left the door open and the sound would come running down the road).

Wooden TV Trays

วันอาทิตย์ที่ 28 สิงหาคม พ.ศ. 2554

Maybe it's love (Chapter 7, 8 and 9: Flashback)

Maybe it's love (Chapter 7, 8 and 9: Flashback)

ไม่มีความคิดเห็น:

แสดงความคิดเห็น