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The Camels Of Misfit Farm Chapter 4
Maura listened to the soft clink of the stainless steel containers of milk as she drove her battered Subaru through Greenfield, an old mill town of 6500 people and the seat of Carson County. Her Grandmother used to call it "a wide spot in the road where tourists only stop to get gas and pee." It was 45 miles east of Haywood and 2000 feet lower in elevation. Haywood was a tourist mecca particularly attractive to liberal and artist types in the next county over. Driving "up the mountain" from Greenfield to Haywood was like traveling to a different planet due to the contrasts in culture and politics.
By Janet Patterson4 years ago in Fiction
9. "boastful"
"You guys better have a heck of a good explanation for this," Jared tapped his foot against the floor loudly, enough that it would make the entire room echo to its beating. It was so firm and so bold that it drew my focus in more than I wanted it to -- I wondered if it was effecting people in other rooms or in the nearby area, or if they could hear us in here, locked up and at loss of our freedom, but that was besides the point for now. Being the one closest to him, and for the content of what we found out, where I would rather be, the loudness hit me differently, even if we were supposedly on the same team.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
7. "lovers of themselves"
He was gone. It wasn't dark for very long. A minute would be the absolute max, and that's pushing it too, but when the lights flickered back on, he was gone, without a trace. That is, besides a small puddle of blood and a fingerprint on one of the tiles, fading from it's natural scarlet, into the white color the vaccine promised us it would do to us.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
6. "for men will be"
I don't have a fear of needles, but in no way will I ever admit to liking them or tolerating them in the least. The idea alone of a needle entering my skin made me wince, and you could imagine it was embarrassing to have to inject myself with a needle in front of five people that I haven't known since I was born, but I had to go through with it. I could blame absolutely no one for making me go through this. Nobody besides myself. I'm here because I wanted to be. Not because anyone told me to be.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
5. "will be here"
PRESENT DAY: THE INCIDENT "You alright?" I asked Nova the moment I saw her, slinging my bag over my seat before focusing my total attention on her. She didn't look away from Jayvee or Ryan, though I could tell by a slight jerk to her body she did acknowledge me being there. She didn't look sad, angry, or upset with them -- but she refused to focus on anything else. I guess whatever she felt was valid. Now that nearly everyone knew about their relationship, they didn't even try to hide it.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
