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[ifyoucantfixit]

         Boy Marie that was teriffic.  I have been there and done that more times than I would like
to relate.  And the last line is so true....
         That one goes in the hall of fame.  In my book....          janice

[Clyde-B]

     Ennis grabbed Wylie’s waist.  Wind roared up the cliff, pushed them away from the edge.  Wylie’s hair brushed Ennis’s cheek, his lean back pressed against Ennis’s chest. 
     “Steady...”  Ennis held tight, reassuring.  “Jack used to say, ‘Up here, we got the world at our feet.’”  He loosened his grip.  “You okay?”
      Wylie nodded.
      The sky darkened to crimson, the mountains, deep amethyst shadows.
      Ennis winced.  His very first day of school - First grade.  He dropped his marbleized composition book, his #2 pencil and ran to give his best friend Lukas a hug.  He remembered his father’s look... and the whipping.

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[mariez]

   I guess all parents can relate to the dreaded school shopping frenzy! 

     Ennis grabbed Wylie’s waist.  Wind roared up the cliff, pushed them away from the edge.  Wylie’s hair brushed Ennis’s cheek, his lean back pressed against Ennis’s chest. 
     “Steady...”  Ennis held tight, reassuring.  “Jack used to say, ‘Up here, we got the world at our feet.’”  He loosened his grip.  “You okay?”
      Wylie nodded.
      The sky darkened to crimson, the mountains, deep amethyst shadows.
      Ennis winced.  His very first day of school - First grade.  He dropped his marbleized composition book, his #2 pencil and ran to give his best friend Lukas a hug.  He remembered his father’s look... and the whipping.

Phew!!  Ennis to the rescue.  Masterful, and hearbreaking, use of the prompts, Clyde.

Marie

[mariez]

Is it Friday again?  Try these if you like:

• scribble
• fair enough
• noticeable

Marie

[Clyde-B]

   The tents set up easy.  Wylie proved a fair enough cook reheating Mattie Twist’s fried chicken and mashed potatoes, roasting corn on the cob, making biscuits and heating canned peas.  ‘No beans’ to honor Jack.
   Afterward, Mrs. P. commandeered the Coleman lamp and scribbled notes.       
   The guys drank beer by the fire.  Wylie told about his folks being totaled by a drunk driver, dropping out of college, selling the ranch when he couldn’t make ends meet, how he still lived there, working for the new owner and part time at Woody’s.  They felt a kind of kinship, it was noticeable.


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[mariez]

...... They felt a kind of kinship, it was noticeable.

This is interesting.  I'm wondering how Ennis feels about having this "kinship."

Marie

[mariez]

Hi, all.  Some late Saturday prompts: 

• September
• body language
• simple

Marie

[Clyde-B]

This is interesting.  I'm wondering how Ennis feels about having this "kinship."

Marie

I have a feeling eventually somebody just might get kithed.

(I'm sorry, reeeeally bad puns, I just can't resist.)   

[mariez]

I have a feeling eventually somebody just might get kithed.

(I'm sorry, reeeeally bad puns, I just can't resist.)  

Groan.       So, is Wylie wily?   

Marie

[mariez]

Three Months

Ennis closed the door, hands shaking, and took a deep breath.  Dammitall to hell. Stoutamire had been adamant – August was out of the question.  He'd thought about asking for September, but he couldn't quit this one and the look on Stoutamire's face had made him uneasy – wasn't it bad enough he would be gone next week with the late heifers calving?  And what the hell was so important about some fishing trip that it couldn't wait three months, anyway? Ennis couldn't possibly explain the importance, 'cause the truth was, sometimes he missed Jack so much he could hardly stand it. 

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