I don't know if anybody put this....
"T'Shondra," I said.
"Marco," she said.
"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl," I said.
"What is? Marco?"
"No, T'Shondra."
"What?"
"T'Shondra. I was just saying I thought it would be a beautiful name for
a beautiful girl."
"Oh, really!" she said, giving me serious fish-eye. "It would be, huh?
For a beautiful girl. But not for me, huh? Is that what you're saying? You just came all the way
over here, acting all cool, to tell me I should give my name to some beautiful girl because I'm too much of a pig to have the name?"
At this point I could have explained. But I had this bad feeling that the moment was past. You know? Like nothing I could possibly say was going to make this work.
"How about if we just say this conversation never happened?" I
suggested. "How about if I just turn and walk away?"
"That would be a good idea."
Now, where was I? Oh yeah, my name is Marco. And I can't tell you my last name or where I live. Why not? Because I'm hoping to live long enough to figure out females, that's why.
Post Merged: June 01, 2010, 03:50:38 PM
Then they annihilated all traces of Elfangor's ship.
All traces.
Or so I'd thought.
I was walking away from T'Shondra, shaking my head and muttering to
myself about females, when I saw it.
I didn't even see the kid holding it at first. I just saw the box.
The blue box.
The morphing cube.
= The Reign of David