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Capricorn in Aquarius - Part Two
From the minute I crawled into the back seat of the black squadrol, I refused to talk to the strange cops or volunteer any information about where we were going. I knew the neighborhood like the back of my hand, but it was soon apparent that they didn't have any idea where they were going and were quickly lost.
As we passed Oak Street and turned into the corner of Cedar, we found our way blocked by a beautiful broken silver maple across the width of the street, an obvious casualty of the storm. The one driving stopped and turned to his partner "What do you think?"
"Don't know," replied the other. "Let's back up and try going the other way on Oak."
I gazed out the window as they shifted gears, backed up, and said nothing as we were on our way again.
As we turned the familiar curvature of the street and approached Johnny's house,my heart began to pound. Trying not to show any emotion, I looked again at the familiar house - and froze at what I saw in the gangway.
(To Be Continued.)
From the minute I crawled into the back seat of the black squadrol, I refused to talk to the strange cops or volunteer any information about where we were going. I knew the neighborhood like the back of my hand, but it was soon apparent that they didn't have any idea where they were going and were quickly lost.
As we passed Oak Street and turned into the corner of Cedar, we found our way blocked by a beautiful broken silver maple across the width of the street, an obvious casualty of the storm. The one driving stopped and turned to his partner "What do you think?"
"Don't know," replied the other. "Let's back up and try going the other way on Oak."
I gazed out the window as they shifted gears, backed up, and said nothing as we were on our way again.
As we turned the familiar curvature of the street and approached Johnny's house,my heart began to pound. Trying not to show any emotion, I looked again at the familiar house - and froze at what I saw in the gangway.
(To Be Continued.)
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