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• Monday, May 3, 2010 - think I might still have tried, but I was afraid...
| think I might still have tried, but I was afraid while the other
souls were nearTrusting you could kill them both
We flinched together at the thought
But being here, so close? It seemed like Ihadto tryPlease ?and suddenly she was pleading
with me, begging me, no trace of resentment in her thoughts?please don't use this to hurt them I don't know if Ican hurt themI'd rather??
What? Die myself? Than give a few stray humans up to the Seekers?
Again we flinched at the thought, but my revulsion at the idea comforted herAnd it frightened
me more than it soothed her
When the wash started angling too far toward the north, Melanie suggested that we forget the
flat, ashen path and take the direct line to the third landmark, the eastern spur of rock that
seemed to point, fingerlike, toward the cloudless sky
I didn't like leaving the wash, hermes birkin large just as I'd resisted leaving the carI could follow this wash all the
way back to the road, and the road back to the highwayIt was miles and miles, and it would
take me days to traverse, but once I stepped off this wash I was officially adrift
Have faith, WandererWe'll find Uncle Jeb, or he'll find us
If he's still alive,I added, sighing and loping off my simple path into the brush that was identical
in every directionaith isn't a familiar concept for meI don't know that I buy into it
Trust, then?
In who? You?I laughedThe hot air baked my throat when I inhaled
Just think,she said, changing the subject,maybe we'll see them by tonight
The yearning belonged to us both; the image of their faces, one man, one child, came from both
memoriesWhen I walked faster, I wasn't sure that I was completely in command of the motion
It did get hotter?and cheap chanel bags online then hotter, and then hotter stillSweat plastered my hair to my scalp and
made my pale yellow T-shirt cling unpleasantly wherever it touchedIn the afternoon, scorching
gusts of wind kicked up, blowing sand in my faceThe dry air sucked the sweat away, crusted
my hair with grit, and fanned my shirt out from my body; it moved as stiffly as cardboard with
the dried salt
I drank water more often than Melanie wanted me toShe begrudged me every mouthful,
threatening me that we would want it much more tomorrowBut I'd already given her so much
today that I was in no mood to listenI drank when I was thirsty, which was most of the time
My legs moved me forward without any thought on my partThe crunching rhythm of my steps
was background music, low and tedious
There was nothing to see; one twisted, brittle shrub looked exactly the same as the fendi handbags discount nextThe
empty homogeny lulled me into a sort of daze?I was only really aware of the shape of the
mountains' silhouettes against the pale, bleached skyI read their outlines every few steps, till I
knew them so well I could have drawn them blindfolded
The view seemed frozen in placeI constantly whipped my head around, searching for the
fourth marker?a big dome-shaped peak with a missing piece, a curved absence scooped from its
side that Melanie had only shown me this morning?as if the perspective would have changed
from my last stepI hoped this last clue was it, because we'd be lucky to get that farBut I had a
sense that Melanie was keeping more from me, and our journey's end was impossibly distant
I snacked on my granola bars through the afternoon, not realizing until it was too late that I'd
finished the last one
When the sun set, chanel bags the night descended with the same speed as it had yesterdayMelanie was
prepared, already scouting out a place to stope'll want to stay as far from the cholla as possibleYou toss in your sleep
I eyed the fluffy-looking cactus in the failing light, so thick with bone-colored needles that it
resembled fur, and shudderedou want me to just sleep on the ground? Right here?
You see another option?She felt my panic, and her tone softened, as if with pityook?it's better
than the carIt's too hot for any critters to be attracted to your body heat and ?
?Critters?? I demanded aloudCritters??
There were brief, very unpleasant flashes of deadly-looking insects and coiled serpents in her
memorieshe tried to soothe me as I arched up on my tiptoes, away from anything that
might be hiding in the sand below, my eyes searching the blackness for some discount chanel quilted handbag esca |
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