Greenscape

Dean Forrester had the ultimate life. He had money, he had women, he never paid taxes and most of his days were spent playing golf and drinking for free. He was prepared to live out the rest of his days like this - until one phone call from home ruined it all.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Entire Pantomime

Emma began to move her hands in the air like they were birds made of only mouths that would swoop and dive and attempt to eat each other but ultimately fail. The entire pantomime seemed to be a ruse to distract Dean from the fact that Emma was still very much keeping an eye on Dean. This was obvious because when she would spy on Dean, the birds would instantly freeze in their positions, and instead of two eyes going unnoticed it seemed that flock was now giving Dean the eye.

And the 29k corner is turned, and I can look at the 30k mark with a 900 word distance. The above is part of some added baby talk, pun intended, to give more life to the conversation between Joy and Dean. OK, OK, it's padding. I confess. But I'm trying to make it adorable padding, difficult to resist and easy to love.

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