Our Exciting Fourth
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Our Exciting Fourth
Well, Hannah’s been badgering me to start this up. I might as well, too.
Rose would be coming in about twenty minutes; it had been agreed upon by all that she would drive us there. That way, there was less chance of something going wrong. I had put a smidgeon of rouge on my cheeks and was just putting the finishing touch on outlining my lips with lipstick. I don’t know the color; Hannah picked it out for me. I’d ask her later.
I was brushing through my hair when I heard the faint sound of an SUV drive up to the curb; its radio was playing Loreena McKennit’s “Mummers’ Dance” rather loudly.
Rose. It had been prearranged for my benefit.
I fit a clasp at the back of my neck to my hair, dabbed a little perfume to my neck and wrists, and grabbed my staff. “Rose is here,” I knocked on the bathroom door.
“I’m comin,’” she answered brightly. It was her first Fourth of July out of the compound. It was my first Fourth of July since becoming a human.
It was a celebration for all of us. We stowed my staff in the back and Rose opened the car door and shut it after Hannah and me.
We’d be picking up Angel next.
“Is that supposed ta be music?” Hannah asked as we drove up. I was betting her eyes were wide as golf balls as Rose left to knock on the door.
I didn’t reply, trying to figure out the answer myself . . . it sounded so familiar. The very house seemed to swaying to . . . the sound. “It’s Metallica,” I said finally. “Justice For All.” Hannah hadn’t heard of them. But the small, slender woman was cheery enough and answered all of Hannah’s questions with determined friendliness.
“Is Concrete Angel your real name?”
“No. If it sounds stupid you can call me Susan.”
“Is Will comin’ too?”
“No. He’s . . . away right now.”
“How old are ya . . .? How old is Will . . .? What’s your favorite color . . . .?”
I smirked to myself. So this was living.
Rose would be coming in about twenty minutes; it had been agreed upon by all that she would drive us there. That way, there was less chance of something going wrong. I had put a smidgeon of rouge on my cheeks and was just putting the finishing touch on outlining my lips with lipstick. I don’t know the color; Hannah picked it out for me. I’d ask her later.
I was brushing through my hair when I heard the faint sound of an SUV drive up to the curb; its radio was playing Loreena McKennit’s “Mummers’ Dance” rather loudly.
Rose. It had been prearranged for my benefit.
I fit a clasp at the back of my neck to my hair, dabbed a little perfume to my neck and wrists, and grabbed my staff. “Rose is here,” I knocked on the bathroom door.
“I’m comin,’” she answered brightly. It was her first Fourth of July out of the compound. It was my first Fourth of July since becoming a human.
It was a celebration for all of us. We stowed my staff in the back and Rose opened the car door and shut it after Hannah and me.
We’d be picking up Angel next.
“Is that supposed ta be music?” Hannah asked as we drove up. I was betting her eyes were wide as golf balls as Rose left to knock on the door.
I didn’t reply, trying to figure out the answer myself . . . it sounded so familiar. The very house seemed to swaying to . . . the sound. “It’s Metallica,” I said finally. “Justice For All.” Hannah hadn’t heard of them. But the small, slender woman was cheery enough and answered all of Hannah’s questions with determined friendliness.
“Is Concrete Angel your real name?”
“No. If it sounds stupid you can call me Susan.”
“Is Will comin’ too?”
“No. He’s . . . away right now.”
“How old are ya . . .? How old is Will . . .? What’s your favorite color . . . .?”
I smirked to myself. So this was living.
Sometimes the only thing to be done is to feel one’s way through the darkness.
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You know, Ei, I WAS wondering what that stuff Rose was playing actually was. I forgot to ask when you guys grabbed me.
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Bert_the_Turtle wrote:Since when has chronological order ever mattered around here?
Regardless of who got there when, when we all met, it felt like something was finally normal for me. DC with the grill (I kept teasing Bert all day by calling him "ol' duck and cover"), Ei and Rose just sitting there talking, the girls playing...it was really nice. Hell, I even joined in (Ei and Nat joined in later). After a while, I was feeling so good, even Ei didn't have to remind me to not curse. (I did get a little something to drink while she wasn't looking, though.)
Hannah was really sweet, and I almost felt like I was "big sister for the day" the way we all got along. I totally forgot how much fun some of those kid's games were. Even hide-and-seek (Nina's idea). But I still say that the funniest sight was watching Hannah shove those dogs in her mouth. God, I almost bust a gut from that one!
I just want to say, guys, that We3dnesday was completely unforgettable for me, and to thank you. Also, I'm sorry about the crap in the RV.
You traded in your wings
For everything freedom brings
You never left me
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See what this feeling means
Everything that you feel
Is everything that I feel
So when we dream
We shout....
For everything freedom brings
You never left me
You never let me
See what this feeling means
Everything that you feel
Is everything that I feel
So when we dream
We shout....
Re: Our Exciting Fourth
Eilonwy Solstice wrote:“Is that supposed ta be music?” Hannah asked as we drove up. I was betting her eyes were wide as golf balls as Rose left to knock on the door.
I didn’t reply, trying to figure out the answer myself . . . it sounded so familiar. The very house seemed to swaying to . . . the sound. “It’s Metallica,” I said finally. “Justice For All.”
Whoops, my bad... I guess I neglected to give her a proper education on music, both classical and modern, when she was here... I guess I was also a little more careful what I listened to, and when. o.O
Guess it also doesn't help that I normally only listen to music in the bedroom, of which she respected our privacy...
Anyway, I'm real glad to hear y'all had a good fourth. ^_^
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You popped in Ron's RV?concrete_Angel wrote:Also, I'm sorry about the crap in the RV.
Well, at least you were not over run by rats and dogs in it like I had been once upon a time. Guess that Ron finally extricated them all from the inner workings.
And I thought that Natasha was with you all.
And give me Metallica any day.
And that is all.
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1) Yes, she was there, she joined in on a couple games.
2) Please do, the more the merrier, Nat.
3) Don't be nasty, I was just having some problems. I didn't "poop" in the van.
2) Please do, the more the merrier, Nat.
3) Don't be nasty, I was just having some problems. I didn't "poop" in the van.
You traded in your wings
For everything freedom brings
You never left me
You never let me
See what this feeling means
Everything that you feel
Is everything that I feel
So when we dream
We shout....
For everything freedom brings
You never left me
You never let me
See what this feeling means
Everything that you feel
Is everything that I feel
So when we dream
We shout....
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Figures YOU'D make that comment, Nat!
Bert, I can't tell you enough, the chicken was SOOOO good. My favorite!
Bert, I can't tell you enough, the chicken was SOOOO good. My favorite!
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You never left me
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See what this feeling means
Everything that you feel
Is everything that I feel
So when we dream
We shout....
For everything freedom brings
You never left me
You never let me
See what this feeling means
Everything that you feel
Is everything that I feel
So when we dream
We shout....
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