Dreamers on the Rise

“You’re late and you’re smiling.”  David looked at the register receipts on the counter, scanning the figures from business we did last night.  “Sara was smiling when she came in too.” 

     “What was Sara doing here?”

     “She dropped Amber off. Remember?  She’s working this morning?”

     “Where’s she at?”  I looked around the store and didn’t see her anywhere.

     “She’s in the back, making you coffee.  Imagine.  She called me a stupid caboon this morning.  Clues?”

     “Slave.”  I wiped some dust off the counter with my finger.  “Imagine.”  I smiled at David and went to hunt down Amber.  I pushed aside the portiere to the back room and found her spooning coffee into a filter.

from the forthcoming novel. . .Dreamers on the Rise

Dreamers on the Rise

“Not bad for a pathetic old man,” she said.

     “I sacked up good, didn’t I?”

     “That you did.” She ran her fingers over my chest and looked up at me, yawning.  “Sometimes, you are such a TDS.”

     “The Amber translation please.” 

     “Terminal Dumb Shit.”   She was asleep in two minutes.

     Yes, sometimes, I surely was that.

     I laid awake a long time thinking.  Wondering how it had come to this.

Photography

After sitting through a short presentation yesterday by Andy Katz and then sitting through a short class on RAW photography given by Varina Patel I knew right then I was in over my head and need to take some photography classes.  .  .next up on the to-do list. . .then salivating a bit over this: Sony a77. . .it's off this morning at sunrise to Cleveland Metroparks for a bit of fall color shooting. .  .a bit of the above video before I head out. . .then back to the grind. . .