AZOTUSLAND chapter five
Jacob made a habit of hitting the Azotus Cafe at around 6 every night. If he came early he would turn into the library and grab a book randomly off the shelf and just read. Often there were two or three others sitting on the couch or in one of the big chairs. The sun streamed in at an angle at that time and it looked great bouncing off the hardwood floors.
On this day Jacob looked up from his reading of Vonnegut's "Mother Night" and saw a woman catted in the chair across the way. She was bare-footed and he chuckled when he saw her shoes. Black Keds...high-tops. She had a grey tank top and worn jeans and dark glasses on her small nose.
She was reading Ruiz's The Mastery of Love, and she paused every once and a while and let out a little giggle.
Jacob returned to his book. The anti-hero, named Campbell, was in serious, yet strangely comic trouble because no one really knows who he is, incuding himself, yet he has been used by both sides, post WW2 in more than dubious ways.
She got up and slipped her Keds on and laced them, her light brown hair falling down low.
Jacob got up and went for an Americano. Martine obliged and he settled out on the deck off the Cafe.
The sky was dimming and the air was great. The thin wind chimes tinned and shimmered lightly.
Ked woman came out on the deck and seated herself a table away.
They struck up a conversation after awhile and were laughing. She had removed her left Ked and was touching his pant leg every once and awhile.
(editor's note...only my second day in and I realize that my friend is right. I am having POV problems. I am gonna have to divest Maugham of his omniscience at this point and deposit him back in the land of mortals. I will adjust the opening 4,904 words according later. Sorry Maug! I am your god and you are my beotch.).
Hans closed up the Gallery after shooing Roderick, Susan and Deliah out of the studio promptly at 5 p.m. He double checked the doors and left a thin strip of clear tape at the bottom of the double doors, then unlocked his mountain bike and walked down the long path and rode off to his apartment in San Rafael.
At around 7:00 p.m. Jim excused himself from several hours of hard work in the main cafe. Roo had returned at 6 somehow revived. , Martine left at 4 as did Renata. Ward came in at 4 p.m. and took up Barista duties. Then Jim's oldest son Ian came in at 6:30 to bascially run the ship till 11 p.m. when things shut down for good.
Ian came in at 6:30 and hailed his old man. They hugged and Jim gave him the store keys. "Your ship son...good luck."
_____technical difficulties ...part six next
On this day Jacob looked up from his reading of Vonnegut's "Mother Night" and saw a woman catted in the chair across the way. She was bare-footed and he chuckled when he saw her shoes. Black Keds...high-tops. She had a grey tank top and worn jeans and dark glasses on her small nose.
She was reading Ruiz's The Mastery of Love, and she paused every once and a while and let out a little giggle.
Jacob returned to his book. The anti-hero, named Campbell, was in serious, yet strangely comic trouble because no one really knows who he is, incuding himself, yet he has been used by both sides, post WW2 in more than dubious ways.
She got up and slipped her Keds on and laced them, her light brown hair falling down low.
Jacob got up and went for an Americano. Martine obliged and he settled out on the deck off the Cafe.
The sky was dimming and the air was great. The thin wind chimes tinned and shimmered lightly.
Ked woman came out on the deck and seated herself a table away.
They struck up a conversation after awhile and were laughing. She had removed her left Ked and was touching his pant leg every once and awhile.
(editor's note...only my second day in and I realize that my friend is right. I am having POV problems. I am gonna have to divest Maugham of his omniscience at this point and deposit him back in the land of mortals. I will adjust the opening 4,904 words according later. Sorry Maug! I am your god and you are my beotch.).
Hans closed up the Gallery after shooing Roderick, Susan and Deliah out of the studio promptly at 5 p.m. He double checked the doors and left a thin strip of clear tape at the bottom of the double doors, then unlocked his mountain bike and walked down the long path and rode off to his apartment in San Rafael.
At around 7:00 p.m. Jim excused himself from several hours of hard work in the main cafe. Roo had returned at 6 somehow revived. , Martine left at 4 as did Renata. Ward came in at 4 p.m. and took up Barista duties. Then Jim's oldest son Ian came in at 6:30 to bascially run the ship till 11 p.m. when things shut down for good.
Ian came in at 6:30 and hailed his old man. They hugged and Jim gave him the store keys. "Your ship son...good luck."
_____technical difficulties ...part six next
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i like ked woman's book. it's a good one . . .
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