Natalie Jaeger
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Worlds Without End
The man and the boy crept up to the crest of the hill and peeked over, looking down at the mouth of the cave. The boy turned and looked at the man, who consulted a little black book, its cover worn and creased. The pages had long since turned yellow, the binding slowly losing its integrity, the book was held together with a pale blue rubber band. The man turned the pages quickly, brushing gloved fingers over the familiar leaves. Reaching the correct page, one filled with star charts, equations, and notations on the principles of various gas laws, the man glanced at the sky, then back at the page, then to the mouth of the cave. He turned to the boy and nodded his head.
By Natalie Jaeger5 years ago in Humans
A Night Out
It’s my wife’s idea to go to the musical. As a rule, I hate musicals. Why do they have to keep breaking into song? Show, don’t sing. However, Les Mis is her favorite, and as I chose our last date night (which I thought was pretty damn amazing, who doesn’t love trivia nights), I suppose in the interest of fairness, it’s her turn. So, here I am standing in our bedroom in front of the open closet wishing I had a head cold. I check my throat for swollen lymph nodes. Nothing. I rotate my shoulders feeling for a torn rotator cuff. Nil. Apparently, I’m a picture of health. Damn it.
By Natalie Jaeger5 years ago in Humans
