Thursday, July 25, 2019

Revelations

Fiorella had a great time with friend Evelyn, then Friend Kaye yesterday, but she went through hell to get unto Austin. I-35 is being expanded so the traffic was v-e-r-y slow, which drove Fio crazy. After almost an hour on the road, she started hitting her palms on the steering wheel, clenching her hands and lifting them in anger, honking her horn, then crying, then screaming and yelling. She calmed down when she finally reached Austin, of course, and when she had to stop at a traffic light, grabbed her libreta amarilla and scribbled all her reactions down down to use in a story. Writers are like that.
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Fio isn't angry right now, but she is deeply saddened. Her world has shifted again, and there is no balm in Giliad so she must wipe her eyes and fight the good fight. Heart-wrenching changes will have to be made.
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You'll excuse Fiorella if she cuts out early, but she needs to start packing for her trip to the family reunion.

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