Jake Little
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Aqua~Maria
First Chapter In his youth Baxter had been in the Merchant Marine, in and out of ports around the globe, living a life of romance and adventure - but he was older now and times of romance and adventure were behind him; a wise silver fox, and he contented himself with a simple happy life in North Beach, driving a taxicab. He knew the majestic hills and zigzag sunset streets of the city like his own backyard, and enjoyed his job and all the beautiful people and their complicated lives, all in a rush, escorting them to where they needed to go. Wherever it may be he would surely get them there, Ol’ Cap Bax at the wheel in a fisherman’s wool cap and a silvered beard with a weathered anchor on the temple of his brow like a stamp on a letter. Always the charming chauffeur entertaining all his fares, day or night rain or shine with a twinkle in his eye and a roaring hearty laugh.
By Jake Little5 years ago in Humans
The Notebook of Hemingway Laurels-Bright
Ralph the Rascal had lived on the street for most of his life, and he was good at it. He was good at many things: he could read tarot cards, play the guitar and inspire hope in just about anybody. Ralph would say ‘the day you lose hope is the day you lose the war.’ He had been in the war and he knew a thing or two about that. He knew a thing or two about losing hope too. Hope is the human pilot light and it must keep burning against the dark.
By Jake Little5 years ago in Humans
