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Monday, March 19, 2012
Rumbles of Thunder
"Then there's the old town of Ashton."
The old man took a moment to wipe his rheumy eyes and took a sip of coffee.
"Something happened there and no one talks about it."
He looked around as if getting ready to tell a dirty joke.
"The government came in a moved everyone out. The bums were burning buildings, and there was some sort of explosion.
He sat back, laughed, then focused on me.
"It's just a shell of a place now. I went there once, felt the unease of the place, like everything was greasy. Strange thing, this storm came up overhead. Fastest thing I've ever seen. It moved into town, stopped overhead, then fell apart. It was almost like the damn thing was looking for someone . . . "
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"It was almost like the damn thing was looking for someone . . . "
ReplyDeleteI always liked that sentence.