Post by kendal on Mar 9, 2011 23:53:31 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Gary would have told her he lived over the store. He certainly hadn’t. They’d spoken only once since he’d retired from the Justice Department and left Georgia last year, and that had been two months back, in August, when he’d brought Gary home after their summer visit. She’d coldly told him that Gary was not his natural son. Instead the boy was the product of an affair from sixteen years ago, her response to his own infidelity. He’d wrestled with that demon ever since and had not, as yet, come to terms with its implications. One thing he’d decided at the time—he had no intention of ever speaking to Pam Malone again. Whatever needed to be said would be said between him and BRING.[/glow]
Kendal was suddenly pulled out of his book by the school bell. He had spent all of his lunch hour reading The Alexandria Link
by Steve Berry. He got up from under the tree he had been leaning on and looked around. The semester had began only one week prior but everyone seemed to already know what they were doing and where they were going. No one was taking any time to relax and and enjoy the experience. no one that is except Kendal. He was the one that everyone pushed by in the hallway complaining he walked too slow, and he seemed to be the only one who really took the time to say hi to the school gardener or even the School Dean as he made his rounds.
Kendal's next class was ancient history, it also happened to be his favourite subject. He slowing packed up his things. the bell that had rung was the 10 minute bell so he still had time to be slow and mellow. Kendal had moved to Kantum last year, he had graduated high school a year late due to his dislike of Math and Science. At 20 years old Kendal was a massive history buff.
Keeping a bright look on life was always easy for him. Kendal was almost always happy and more than willing to go out of his way to help others, unless that is, if it is a full moon. in that case, he tended to lock himself away some place and pray for it to be over.
Kendal's only current worry was that he wouldn't find anyone to share his School experience with.
Kendal was suddenly pulled out of his book by the school bell. He had spent all of his lunch hour reading The Alexandria Link
by Steve Berry. He got up from under the tree he had been leaning on and looked around. The semester had began only one week prior but everyone seemed to already know what they were doing and where they were going. No one was taking any time to relax and and enjoy the experience. no one that is except Kendal. He was the one that everyone pushed by in the hallway complaining he walked too slow, and he seemed to be the only one who really took the time to say hi to the school gardener or even the School Dean as he made his rounds.
Kendal's next class was ancient history, it also happened to be his favourite subject. He slowing packed up his things. the bell that had rung was the 10 minute bell so he still had time to be slow and mellow. Kendal had moved to Kantum last year, he had graduated high school a year late due to his dislike of Math and Science. At 20 years old Kendal was a massive history buff.
Keeping a bright look on life was always easy for him. Kendal was almost always happy and more than willing to go out of his way to help others, unless that is, if it is a full moon. in that case, he tended to lock himself away some place and pray for it to be over.
Kendal's only current worry was that he wouldn't find anyone to share his School experience with.