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Travellers: Chapter TwoChapter Two
We need firewood, Luke said finally.
Rory glanced at the dead grass, leaves and twigs in the fireplace. They did need firewood.
I vote we go that way first, Josh stated, pointing to the left.
Its just firewood, we arent going far, Luke smiled.
Who says? We can go as far as we like, Josh bounded towards the trees like an excited Labrador.
Rory looked at Luke. She smiled and followed Josh, keeping the river in sight. She picked up a stick covered in that hanging lichen commonly called Old Mans Beard. She swung it as she walked on. She thought about the Shona test she was going to fail on Monday, because she wouldnt study this weekend. Unconsciously she ran over some numbers. Poshi, piri, tatu, china, shanu, tanhatu, nomwe, sere, pfumbamwe, gumi. She came across a large branch and snapped it into two
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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