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That's sort of how things went for the next few weeks.
After work, Abel and I would go to Ted's and get a couple of beers and head over to the park where we'd just sit and stare.
Mostly Abel would just talk about meaningless work-related subjects. I knew he was being careful not to venture in to anything deep that may make me uncomfortable. Though he hid it well. Always keeping things light, even trivial. Oddly, it wasn't annoying. I hated small talk for the most part. But this didn't feel like that. It didn't feel strained, like he was hiding from the truth or beating around the bush. It was always open. He was always willing for me to open up. Always willing for me to offer something. Always willing but never pushy. And I thanked him for it.
I was glad for his friendship, however tentitive it was.
Sometimes I would think as he talked. I would think deep and hard. Sometimes I'd just nod to whatever he was saying, grateful for the distraction.
I don't think he really cared either way.
I wondered why he did this. Why he would spend his evenings with someone who seemingly didn't give a rat's ass. What did he get out of it? Who knew. I wasn't going to question it. I was too selfish. I'd rather just have his unquestioning, never prodding company. Nothing I had to invest in. Man, I was really selfish.
I didn't know if he expected me to actually ever open up. I know I didn't. That's why I was surprised at myself when I eventually started to.
He was talking about Jonah and how he'd heard that he was being considered for some big promotion and might get moved off site.
"Jonah's a good guy. He deserves it." I commented.
His eyes flashed to my face before steadying back out onto the horizon. He nodded, trying to hide a small smile. It was two whole sentences he had coughed out of me and he had a triumphant smile hiding at the corners of his mouth. I rolled my eyes but smirked a little myself.
I soon became an active part of our evening discussions. The topics stayed light as ever but I was laughing and commenting and sometimes even initiating conversation of my own. And it was good. It was good to interact. It felt normal.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Ch. 4: Part 1
Ted was the guy who owned the convenience store, I found out. Of course he knew Abel. Everybody knew Abel. Abel went in and got the beers as I sat in the car slapping myself over what a pushover I was. I briefly contemplated ditching him while he was inside. But how could I do that to Abel? Geez, I was pathetic.
"Hey. Here ya go." Abel handed me the alcohol. "Park okay? It's such a nice day." He asked but he didn't seem to wait for an answer. Abel babbled on about work and some rumor we were getting raises on the ride there. "Of course, Hank is skeptical. You know he's not such a bad guy. He's just a little rough around the edges. You know he was in the war?"
I just sat there tense and nodded every so often.
When we arrived at the park which was really just a shelter scattered cigarette buds and a rusty swing set with one seat missing. I followed him to the shelter. We both settled on the top of the picnic table, feet perched on the seat, side by side. I stared out at the two hanging chains void of the seat. I handed him his beer without breaking my gaze.
"Thanks."
I nodded.
It really was a nice day. There was a light breeze that cleared the head and a subtle fog that misted in and gave a sort of magical shimmer to the deserted park. The mist carried the minty pine scent of the forest. I suddenly noticed that Abel hadn't been talking this whole time. Which was weird for him. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye. He was starring out at the fog just like me. I went back to looking out at the rusty swing and I heard him take a swig of his bottle.
"So, what's with you Leo?" he asked.
My head whipped sideways. He was still looking straight ahead. I just kind of stared at him. His eyes glanced at me and he turned his head to me slightly when he saw me staring. He raised one eyebrow expectantly. I diverted my attention back out at the swing.
"Nothing." I shrugged, trying to act all nonchalant. Like I didn't know what he was talking about.
"Uh huh." He mused, drawing it out like I had given him a vital piece of information. He bobbed his head slowly.
I let out a long sigh. I fidgeted with the leg of my jeans and stared out, still trying to look chill.
He pursed his lips. "So, what's really going on with you?" This time he turned his head to stare at me pointedly, fully expecting some kind of answer to whatever the hell he was asking. What the hell was he asking? What did he expect me to say? Like I was going to spill my guts to him over one beer. What did he want from me? I just started to just get really freaking pissed.
My face went from uncomfortable to confused. And then I let my face show just how pissed I was. "What the hell does that mean?" I don't really know why I was so mad. It's just, I never did anything to anybody. I just kept to myself and minded my own business. I didn't talk to anybody. And still. Still people couldn't just leave me the fuck alone. I lived in the woods for Pete's sake!
I expected Abel to look all taken aback or hurt or something. And I just really couldn't bring myself to give a shit.
But he didn't look hurt. He didn't even look the least bit phased.
And he just freaking shrugged.
"It means, what's going on with you"
Oh, okay. That clears everything up.
He sighed a little.
"Look, I know something's going on. I just thought you might need to talk about it to someone."
He raise his hands, palms out in front of him.
"No strings attached."
And I was still sort of mad, but when he put it that way...
I briefly thought about how much it would be completely helpful to talk to someone about just everything. I could think it through and it would be so nice to have someone else know. It sucked to keep everything bottled up.
But I wasn't about to tell anyone anything. Cause as much as it sucked to keep everything bottled up, it was safe. And safe was all I had now.
"Sorry." I relaxed my features. "Thanks." I let out a long sigh and leaned forward, leaning my elbows on my knees and intertwined my fingers together. "But, I really am fine."
And he just dropped it. He pursed his lips and bobbed his head for a little bit, then he raised his bottle to his lips and took a long sip. "Okay."
And that was the end of it. We both resumed our gaze out at the fog and he started babbling about something trivial.
I realized I liked Abel more in that moment then I ever had. If I was actually ever gonna have friends again, Abel would be it and I was actually glad I had come.
I let a small smile spread my lips and took another sip of my beer.
"Hey. Here ya go." Abel handed me the alcohol. "Park okay? It's such a nice day." He asked but he didn't seem to wait for an answer. Abel babbled on about work and some rumor we were getting raises on the ride there. "Of course, Hank is skeptical. You know he's not such a bad guy. He's just a little rough around the edges. You know he was in the war?"
I just sat there tense and nodded every so often.
When we arrived at the park which was really just a shelter scattered cigarette buds and a rusty swing set with one seat missing. I followed him to the shelter. We both settled on the top of the picnic table, feet perched on the seat, side by side. I stared out at the two hanging chains void of the seat. I handed him his beer without breaking my gaze.
"Thanks."
I nodded.
It really was a nice day. There was a light breeze that cleared the head and a subtle fog that misted in and gave a sort of magical shimmer to the deserted park. The mist carried the minty pine scent of the forest. I suddenly noticed that Abel hadn't been talking this whole time. Which was weird for him. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye. He was starring out at the fog just like me. I went back to looking out at the rusty swing and I heard him take a swig of his bottle.
"So, what's with you Leo?" he asked.
My head whipped sideways. He was still looking straight ahead. I just kind of stared at him. His eyes glanced at me and he turned his head to me slightly when he saw me staring. He raised one eyebrow expectantly. I diverted my attention back out at the swing.
"Nothing." I shrugged, trying to act all nonchalant. Like I didn't know what he was talking about.
"Uh huh." He mused, drawing it out like I had given him a vital piece of information. He bobbed his head slowly.
I let out a long sigh. I fidgeted with the leg of my jeans and stared out, still trying to look chill.
He pursed his lips. "So, what's really going on with you?" This time he turned his head to stare at me pointedly, fully expecting some kind of answer to whatever the hell he was asking. What the hell was he asking? What did he expect me to say? Like I was going to spill my guts to him over one beer. What did he want from me? I just started to just get really freaking pissed.
My face went from uncomfortable to confused. And then I let my face show just how pissed I was. "What the hell does that mean?" I don't really know why I was so mad. It's just, I never did anything to anybody. I just kept to myself and minded my own business. I didn't talk to anybody. And still. Still people couldn't just leave me the fuck alone. I lived in the woods for Pete's sake!
I expected Abel to look all taken aback or hurt or something. And I just really couldn't bring myself to give a shit.
But he didn't look hurt. He didn't even look the least bit phased.
And he just freaking shrugged.
"It means, what's going on with you"
Oh, okay. That clears everything up.
He sighed a little.
"Look, I know something's going on. I just thought you might need to talk about it to someone."
He raise his hands, palms out in front of him.
"No strings attached."
And I was still sort of mad, but when he put it that way...
I briefly thought about how much it would be completely helpful to talk to someone about just everything. I could think it through and it would be so nice to have someone else know. It sucked to keep everything bottled up.
But I wasn't about to tell anyone anything. Cause as much as it sucked to keep everything bottled up, it was safe. And safe was all I had now.
"Sorry." I relaxed my features. "Thanks." I let out a long sigh and leaned forward, leaning my elbows on my knees and intertwined my fingers together. "But, I really am fine."
And he just dropped it. He pursed his lips and bobbed his head for a little bit, then he raised his bottle to his lips and took a long sip. "Okay."
And that was the end of it. We both resumed our gaze out at the fog and he started babbling about something trivial.
I realized I liked Abel more in that moment then I ever had. If I was actually ever gonna have friends again, Abel would be it and I was actually glad I had come.
I let a small smile spread my lips and took another sip of my beer.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Ch. 3: Part 5
I trudged through the mud out to the road, hands shoved in my pockets and head down. I tried to be as inconspicuous as possible. Tried.
"Hey, Leo, ya sure about Larry's?" Abel called over to me from over at the time clock. I tried to act like I hadn't heard him. I squeezed my eyes shut and sighed as I heard his cheerful jog behind me.
"Hey, Leo. Ya sure you won't take me up on my offer? I'll buy." He wore a smile but I could tell he already knew what I was going to say.
"No. Thanks, anyway. You have fun with the other guys."
His eyebrows came together and his face transformed into the most pathetic expression.
"That's just the trouble. None of the other guys are going. I don't wanna go by myself."
I was a little surprised at that. I wasn't expecting him to want to hang out with just me. Even if I was his backup. But that didn't change anything and neither did his pleading expression. There was no way I was stepping one foot into Larry's. Way too many people jammed together and none of them on their best behavior. I tried not to think of the other reason.
"Uh. Larry's just isn't my thing." I said with an uncomfortable expression. I shrugged and began to start my walk home again.
"We don't have to go to Larry's if you don't want to. We could just grab a couple of beers from Ted's."
I turned around to face him again. He had his eyebrows raised with a half grin.
Two guys and a couple of beers didn't really sound that bad. And I didn't really have any more reasons for refusing and from the grin, I think Abel knew it. I had no idea how anyone could say no to Abel. I briefly took pity on any unsuspecting victim of the female gender. If it worked this well on me, think what that welcoming smile and those innocent eyes could do to any girl of his choosing.
A slight snicker escaped my lips. His eyes turned quizzical at my sudden amusement.
"Well, I guess you won't let me say no." I smirked.
His eyebrows lifted and his face turned into an expression of excitement.
"The hell I am." He said with a grin.
"Hey, Leo, ya sure about Larry's?" Abel called over to me from over at the time clock. I tried to act like I hadn't heard him. I squeezed my eyes shut and sighed as I heard his cheerful jog behind me.
"Hey, Leo. Ya sure you won't take me up on my offer? I'll buy." He wore a smile but I could tell he already knew what I was going to say.
"No. Thanks, anyway. You have fun with the other guys."
His eyebrows came together and his face transformed into the most pathetic expression.
"That's just the trouble. None of the other guys are going. I don't wanna go by myself."
I was a little surprised at that. I wasn't expecting him to want to hang out with just me. Even if I was his backup. But that didn't change anything and neither did his pleading expression. There was no way I was stepping one foot into Larry's. Way too many people jammed together and none of them on their best behavior. I tried not to think of the other reason.
"Uh. Larry's just isn't my thing." I said with an uncomfortable expression. I shrugged and began to start my walk home again.
"We don't have to go to Larry's if you don't want to. We could just grab a couple of beers from Ted's."
I turned around to face him again. He had his eyebrows raised with a half grin.
Two guys and a couple of beers didn't really sound that bad. And I didn't really have any more reasons for refusing and from the grin, I think Abel knew it. I had no idea how anyone could say no to Abel. I briefly took pity on any unsuspecting victim of the female gender. If it worked this well on me, think what that welcoming smile and those innocent eyes could do to any girl of his choosing.
A slight snicker escaped my lips. His eyes turned quizzical at my sudden amusement.
"Well, I guess you won't let me say no." I smirked.
His eyebrows lifted and his face turned into an expression of excitement.
"The hell I am." He said with a grin.
Ch. 3: Part 4
"Hey, Leo!"
It was Abel. Again. I mean, I couldn't quite bring myself to hate him. I didn't think anybody could hate Abel. He was so nice.
"Hey." I gave a little half smile in spite of myself. I couldn't help it.
"You wanna get a drink after work?" He asked with enthusiasm. It had caught my attention that Jonah had must of not mentioned my age to anyone, because this was about the third time in a week Abel had asked me to hang out at Larry's after work. And I wasn't about to leak the information if he hadn't.
"Uh, no thanks."
Abel cocked his head and raised an eyebrow. "You know what, Leo? You work to much."
I just shrugged. He let out a good chuckle. "In a small town like this, I try to get in all the fun I can."
I just shrugged again and he shook his head at me, but went back to his saw with a whistle.
After a couple days of Hank's instruction, I had started my labor, cutting the log to specifications. I got paid by the cut, which was fine by me because I never stopped working.
Maybe Abel was right. Maybe I worked to much. But, what else was I supposed to do? Not only had this job served it's purpose by providing me with income, it also kept me busy. That had been an added bonus I hadn't asked for. Logging gave me something to do and I was grateful to it.
I just tried to keep my mind off the fact that I was working to live and living to work. Without doing much of the living. I kept telling myself that I just needed to get my feet underneath me and then I could work on sorting everything out.
Breathing first, then the living part.
But, if I stopped kidding myself for a couple seconds, I would realize that I was scared shitless of figuring anything out. I wasn't ready to face what my life would actually become once I stopped to look at it. A cruel, strange something had thrown me off my course and I had lost my direction. And I was terrified of finding a new one.
It was Abel. Again. I mean, I couldn't quite bring myself to hate him. I didn't think anybody could hate Abel. He was so nice.
"Hey." I gave a little half smile in spite of myself. I couldn't help it.
"You wanna get a drink after work?" He asked with enthusiasm. It had caught my attention that Jonah had must of not mentioned my age to anyone, because this was about the third time in a week Abel had asked me to hang out at Larry's after work. And I wasn't about to leak the information if he hadn't.
"Uh, no thanks."
Abel cocked his head and raised an eyebrow. "You know what, Leo? You work to much."
I just shrugged. He let out a good chuckle. "In a small town like this, I try to get in all the fun I can."
I just shrugged again and he shook his head at me, but went back to his saw with a whistle.
After a couple days of Hank's instruction, I had started my labor, cutting the log to specifications. I got paid by the cut, which was fine by me because I never stopped working.
Maybe Abel was right. Maybe I worked to much. But, what else was I supposed to do? Not only had this job served it's purpose by providing me with income, it also kept me busy. That had been an added bonus I hadn't asked for. Logging gave me something to do and I was grateful to it.
I just tried to keep my mind off the fact that I was working to live and living to work. Without doing much of the living. I kept telling myself that I just needed to get my feet underneath me and then I could work on sorting everything out.
Breathing first, then the living part.
But, if I stopped kidding myself for a couple seconds, I would realize that I was scared shitless of figuring anything out. I wasn't ready to face what my life would actually become once I stopped to look at it. A cruel, strange something had thrown me off my course and I had lost my direction. And I was terrified of finding a new one.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Facebook Group!! ^_^
Hiya!
Leo now has a Facebook group! You can check out all the pix or discuss crap with other fans. I will also alert all the Leo Facebook fans of any new posts. You can upload pictures that remind you of Leo or share playlist ideas. It's WAYYY fun!
Here's the official group created and run by yours truly:
http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=70171925995#/group.php?gid=70171925995
Here's the group created by Conner (thnx Conner! ^_^):
http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=70171925995#/group.php?gid=65298881084
Leo now has a Facebook group! You can check out all the pix or discuss crap with other fans. I will also alert all the Leo Facebook fans of any new posts. You can upload pictures that remind you of Leo or share playlist ideas. It's WAYYY fun!
Here's the official group created and run by yours truly:
http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=70171925995#/group.php?gid=70171925995
Here's the group created by Conner (thnx Conner! ^_^):
http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=70171925995#/group.php?gid=65298881084
Monday, February 23, 2009
Leo POV- Ch. 3: Part 3
Hey! This is the first post to be in Leo POV. I'm not posting anything big. just enough to try to keep you from hating me and to try out the new point of view.
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My first day had been... good? Well, it had been work. Hank never frendlied up and I was grateful for the no-nonsense direction. It was just a job. I needed the money. I just wished that I could bypass the human interaction to get it.
Sadly, the job required some training before I even handled a saw. So, that meant my little lessons with Hank would continue for a while. I just wanted to do my job and get out of there. I just wanted to be back at my lonely little camp. I didn't necessarily like it here but I felt secluded which was as much as I was asking for.
I shoved down another charred hot dog without tasting it. Hot dogs and more hot dogs. I felt like it was all I'd eaten. Ever. But, I only knew how to cook so much over a fire.
After work, Abel had strode over and invited me out to Larry's in what I figured was a "new guy" gesture. Yeah Right. Like I'd be going anywhere near that place. Though I had needed a drink pretty bad.
I popped the tab of my Bud light and gave a dry chuckle at my fake ID tucked away in my wallet. I leaned back against the tree and rubbed my back over the rough bark. My eyes fluttered closed. Tomorrow was Saturday. I raised the can to toast. Happy weekend.
I took a long gulp and rubbed my eye with the heal of my palm. I opened my eyes and looked down my nose at the wing spread out on the needle covered ground beside me. I lazily fingered the feathery tips.
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My first day had been... good? Well, it had been work. Hank never frendlied up and I was grateful for the no-nonsense direction. It was just a job. I needed the money. I just wished that I could bypass the human interaction to get it.
Sadly, the job required some training before I even handled a saw. So, that meant my little lessons with Hank would continue for a while. I just wanted to do my job and get out of there. I just wanted to be back at my lonely little camp. I didn't necessarily like it here but I felt secluded which was as much as I was asking for.
I shoved down another charred hot dog without tasting it. Hot dogs and more hot dogs. I felt like it was all I'd eaten. Ever. But, I only knew how to cook so much over a fire.
After work, Abel had strode over and invited me out to Larry's in what I figured was a "new guy" gesture. Yeah Right. Like I'd be going anywhere near that place. Though I had needed a drink pretty bad.
I popped the tab of my Bud light and gave a dry chuckle at my fake ID tucked away in my wallet. I leaned back against the tree and rubbed my back over the rough bark. My eyes fluttered closed. Tomorrow was Saturday. I raised the can to toast. Happy weekend.
I took a long gulp and rubbed my eye with the heal of my palm. I opened my eyes and looked down my nose at the wing spread out on the needle covered ground beside me. I lazily fingered the feathery tips.
Abel
Hey!
Found this pic of Abel!
I nearly had to put napkins down to protect my keyboard from the drool. Enjoy... ^_^
Sorry!
I know I haven't posted in a while. This next part is a little fuzzy for me and I'm formulating the story in my mind. But I promise not to let you down and when I do post it will be a lot! OK, so, don't hate me.
Also, Leo will be going through some changes. I'm changing the POV to first person.
I want to incorporate a lot more of Leo's thoughts and I think first person point of view will serve me better. I really don't even know why I had the POV like it was. It's really hard to write thoughts like that. So, yeah. I'm just letting you know so you don't get confused and freak out on me. I hope that the story will be a lot more interesting like this.
I'll post as soon as I can. ^_^ thnx
Also, Leo will be going through some changes. I'm changing the POV to first person.
I want to incorporate a lot more of Leo's thoughts and I think first person point of view will serve me better. I really don't even know why I had the POV like it was. It's really hard to write thoughts like that. So, yeah. I'm just letting you know so you don't get confused and freak out on me. I hope that the story will be a lot more interesting like this.
I'll post as soon as I can. ^_^ thnx
Friday, February 20, 2009
Lana
OK, I haven't done any drawings of Lana yet though I am planning on it. BUT! I did find these pics of basically exactly what Lana looks like. I also have a pic of those eyes that seem to have so captivated our dear Leo. I don't blame him. These are some freakin awesome eyes!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Leo Playlist!!! XD
Hey!
Superawesome news! I've added a Leo playlist featuring songs that relate to the story. I've been wanting to do this for sometime and have been compiling a list of songs that remind me of the story (I came across some that reminded me of unwritten parts but you'll just have to wait for those).
Each chapter-part has it's own song (I also added a couple for option 1&2) to go along with it! I know right! That's what I thought! WAY exciting! So, The songs are in order in which the chapters appear. But I'll give you the Ch./song list anyway.
Ch. 1: Part 1 - Dare You to Move
Ch. 1: Part 2 - Learning to Breathe
Ch. 1: Part 3 - Learn to Fly
Ch. 1: Part 4 - Breathe
Ch. 2: Part 1 - Get Your Back Off the Wall
Ch. 2: Part 2 - Every Minute
Option 1 - I Ran (So Far Away)
Option 2 - High of 75
Ch. 2: Part 3 - I So Hate Consequences
Ch. 3: Part 1 - More Than Fine
Ch. 3: Part 2 - I'm Still Here
So, Yeah. I'll be adding more songs as I finish more chapters. As you might of noticed, this playlist has a crapload of Switchfoot on it. Didn't plan it that way. They just have a lot of songs with good narrative quality to them. This playlist also has one of my all time favorite songs, I'm Still Here, on it. Excited bout that! Also, it has Family Force 5 on here which is one of my superfave bands!
Oh, I also thought I'd mention that if you have any songs that remind you of Leo then send them to me or leave it in a comment after the chapter.
So, I hope you enjoy!!! ^_^
Superawesome news! I've added a Leo playlist featuring songs that relate to the story. I've been wanting to do this for sometime and have been compiling a list of songs that remind me of the story (I came across some that reminded me of unwritten parts but you'll just have to wait for those).
Each chapter-part has it's own song (I also added a couple for option 1&2) to go along with it! I know right! That's what I thought! WAY exciting! So, The songs are in order in which the chapters appear. But I'll give you the Ch./song list anyway.
Ch. 1: Part 1 - Dare You to Move
Ch. 1: Part 2 - Learning to Breathe
Ch. 1: Part 3 - Learn to Fly
Ch. 1: Part 4 - Breathe
Ch. 2: Part 1 - Get Your Back Off the Wall
Ch. 2: Part 2 - Every Minute
Option 1 - I Ran (So Far Away)
Option 2 - High of 75
Ch. 2: Part 3 - I So Hate Consequences
Ch. 3: Part 1 - More Than Fine
Ch. 3: Part 2 - I'm Still Here
So, Yeah. I'll be adding more songs as I finish more chapters. As you might of noticed, this playlist has a crapload of Switchfoot on it. Didn't plan it that way. They just have a lot of songs with good narrative quality to them. This playlist also has one of my all time favorite songs, I'm Still Here, on it. Excited bout that! Also, it has Family Force 5 on here which is one of my superfave bands!
Oh, I also thought I'd mention that if you have any songs that remind you of Leo then send them to me or leave it in a comment after the chapter.
So, I hope you enjoy!!! ^_^
Monday, February 16, 2009
Logging Photos
Forwarder
Bucker
Hey!
Sorry it took me so long to post. I totally Wikied all that logging crap so you better be thankful. ^_^
Here's some pics of the logging stuff that I found. Maybe it'll give you a better idea of what the heck they're talking about cause I had no freaking idea.
Ch. 3: Part 2
He kept his hands in his pockets and his arms close to his sides. His wings were tucked in tight, crushed against his back. He made sure to keep out of everybody’s way this time; he couldn’t afford to piss anyone off today.
He climbed the two steps and raised his fist to knock on the aluminum door. Leo stumbled back off the steps as the door swung open.
“Oop, sorry.” Jonah apologized as he closed the door behind him and hopped down the steps, clipboard in hand. “Uhh…” Jonah furrowed his brow and snapped his fingers twice. “Leo! Right?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool. Hey, come with me. I was just about to check on a few things anyway.” Jonah started off in the direction of a couple of machine-truck looking things. Leo followed.
“These are called forwarders. They carry the logs to the landing.”
“Landing?”
Jonah threw his head in the direction of an area close to the road. “It’s where all the logs that are ready get loaded on trucks. The trucks take ‘em to the mill.” Leo nodded. Jonah spoke with one of the men in the forwarders, then scratched a few things on his clipboard.
Leo focused on everything Jonah told him and noted what the men were doing as they traveled around the site. Jonah would stop at a certain job, give a quick explanation of what was going on and talk to who ever he needed. Leo soaked everything up. He hadn’t been lying. He was a fast learner. Harvesters felled the tree, delimbed and bucked it. The logs got placed in bunks and then were brought to the landing.
Some of the loggers eyed him warily, but others were friendly or indifferent. He prayed for indifferent.
“Hey, Hank.” An old leathery face looked up from a saw and nodded at Jonah's greeting. Jonah turned to Leo “This is where you’ll be helping out.” He waved a hand over a couple saws slicing there way down a long thick trunk. Leo fished through his new information and identified it as “bucking”.
“Hank, this is Leo Kosky. He’ll be around here for a while.” Hank's head shot up, Jonah raised an eyebrow and gave him a look. Leo didn’t catch what it said. Hank looked over at Leo with narrowed eyes. Then dropped his head back to his work and bobbed it in what seemed like some form of consent. Jonah’s eyebrow settled and he dropped back into his usual bright self.
Another man came over then. He was much younger then Hank, probably around 23, and big. His sleeves were rolled up and strained around his large tan biceps. He had short dark brown hair and wore a huge grin on his face. Leo’s eyebrows went up and he stiffened as the grinning man approached him in long sure strides. He stopped just far enough away to stick out his long muscular arm to offer a handshake. Leo pulled his hand from his pocket and it was caught up in a big warm grasp. “Hi! I hear your gonna be joining the team.” He boomed. He released Leo and reached down to plant a pat on Hank’s shoulder. “He’s not as bad as he seems.” He confided load enough for Hank to hear. Hank just grunted and the grinning man gave a load chuckle at that. Jonah smiled.
“This is Abel.” Abel’s grin widened and he nodded. Leo gave a half smirk.
“Hey.” Leo said as he slipped his hand back into his pocket. A voice called Abel to the end of the log.
“Guess I better get back to work.” Jonah smiled at Leo reassuringly.
“Abel will make you feel right at home.” He said. Leo had no doubt he wouldn’t.
“Hank here has been in the logging industry for years. If you got any questions, he’ll be able to answer them.” Jonah leaned down to Hank. “Hank, you don’t mind taking your break and showing Leo here how to get started.” Hank bobbed his head. Jonah straightened back up and nodded once at Leo, then turned on his heel and left with a wave over his head. Hank cut his saw and stood up. His unfriendly face eyed Leo with suspicion and disgust.
“You better come with me then.” He finally grumbled and stalked off. Leo stumbled to follow him.
He climbed the two steps and raised his fist to knock on the aluminum door. Leo stumbled back off the steps as the door swung open.
“Oop, sorry.” Jonah apologized as he closed the door behind him and hopped down the steps, clipboard in hand. “Uhh…” Jonah furrowed his brow and snapped his fingers twice. “Leo! Right?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool. Hey, come with me. I was just about to check on a few things anyway.” Jonah started off in the direction of a couple of machine-truck looking things. Leo followed.
“These are called forwarders. They carry the logs to the landing.”
“Landing?”
Jonah threw his head in the direction of an area close to the road. “It’s where all the logs that are ready get loaded on trucks. The trucks take ‘em to the mill.” Leo nodded. Jonah spoke with one of the men in the forwarders, then scratched a few things on his clipboard.
Leo focused on everything Jonah told him and noted what the men were doing as they traveled around the site. Jonah would stop at a certain job, give a quick explanation of what was going on and talk to who ever he needed. Leo soaked everything up. He hadn’t been lying. He was a fast learner. Harvesters felled the tree, delimbed and bucked it. The logs got placed in bunks and then were brought to the landing.
Some of the loggers eyed him warily, but others were friendly or indifferent. He prayed for indifferent.
“Hey, Hank.” An old leathery face looked up from a saw and nodded at Jonah's greeting. Jonah turned to Leo “This is where you’ll be helping out.” He waved a hand over a couple saws slicing there way down a long thick trunk. Leo fished through his new information and identified it as “bucking”.
“Hank, this is Leo Kosky. He’ll be around here for a while.” Hank's head shot up, Jonah raised an eyebrow and gave him a look. Leo didn’t catch what it said. Hank looked over at Leo with narrowed eyes. Then dropped his head back to his work and bobbed it in what seemed like some form of consent. Jonah’s eyebrow settled and he dropped back into his usual bright self.
Another man came over then. He was much younger then Hank, probably around 23, and big. His sleeves were rolled up and strained around his large tan biceps. He had short dark brown hair and wore a huge grin on his face. Leo’s eyebrows went up and he stiffened as the grinning man approached him in long sure strides. He stopped just far enough away to stick out his long muscular arm to offer a handshake. Leo pulled his hand from his pocket and it was caught up in a big warm grasp. “Hi! I hear your gonna be joining the team.” He boomed. He released Leo and reached down to plant a pat on Hank’s shoulder. “He’s not as bad as he seems.” He confided load enough for Hank to hear. Hank just grunted and the grinning man gave a load chuckle at that. Jonah smiled.
“This is Abel.” Abel’s grin widened and he nodded. Leo gave a half smirk.
“Hey.” Leo said as he slipped his hand back into his pocket. A voice called Abel to the end of the log.
“Guess I better get back to work.” Jonah smiled at Leo reassuringly.
“Abel will make you feel right at home.” He said. Leo had no doubt he wouldn’t.
“Hank here has been in the logging industry for years. If you got any questions, he’ll be able to answer them.” Jonah leaned down to Hank. “Hank, you don’t mind taking your break and showing Leo here how to get started.” Hank bobbed his head. Jonah straightened back up and nodded once at Leo, then turned on his heel and left with a wave over his head. Hank cut his saw and stood up. His unfriendly face eyed Leo with suspicion and disgust.
“You better come with me then.” He finally grumbled and stalked off. Leo stumbled to follow him.
Ch. 3: Part 1
Ouch. That last slap stung. Good. Leo delivered smack after smack to his warm cheeks. “Wake up, Leo. C’mon.”
6 AM was early. Leo pulled on the red hoodie over his worn T-shirt as pink crept up over the edge of horizon. Leo’s yawn was muffled by the bright red fabric as it went down over his face.
He hoped the manager’s attitude toward him hadn’t taken a turn for the worst. He was afraid he might change his mind. Leo slid his arms into his coat. He squeezed his eyes and silently prayed that no one would notice his wings.
He mentally prepared himself as he made his way down the side of the highway toward the site. He could hear the loggers shouting over the trucks and machines and going about their work. “Guess it’s not early for them.” Leo muttered.
He winced remembering what happened on this same highway last night. He shook his head to clear it. He couldn’t stay focused on stuff like that. This was how his life was going to be and he just needed to accept that. He let out a sigh and slumped his shoulders. His palm came up and smacked him hard in the forehead. “Accept it, damn it!” He furrowed his eyebrows and huffed at himself. He shoved his fists into his pockets and stalked the rest of the way to the site.
6 AM was early. Leo pulled on the red hoodie over his worn T-shirt as pink crept up over the edge of horizon. Leo’s yawn was muffled by the bright red fabric as it went down over his face.
He hoped the manager’s attitude toward him hadn’t taken a turn for the worst. He was afraid he might change his mind. Leo slid his arms into his coat. He squeezed his eyes and silently prayed that no one would notice his wings.
He mentally prepared himself as he made his way down the side of the highway toward the site. He could hear the loggers shouting over the trucks and machines and going about their work. “Guess it’s not early for them.” Leo muttered.
He winced remembering what happened on this same highway last night. He shook his head to clear it. He couldn’t stay focused on stuff like that. This was how his life was going to be and he just needed to accept that. He let out a sigh and slumped his shoulders. His palm came up and smacked him hard in the forehead. “Accept it, damn it!” He furrowed his eyebrows and huffed at himself. He shoved his fists into his pockets and stalked the rest of the way to the site.
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Sunday, February 15, 2009
Lana's Car
83 Honda Civic
Just thought I'd post a pic of Lana's car. Just picture it rusty. i may do some drawings of Lana, but don't get your hopes up. Thanks for reading. Your comments make me squeal and bounce in my seat. ^_^
Friday, February 13, 2009
Ch. 2: Part 3
“What are we doing?” He asked, later, on their way to her house.
“Sit back and relax. It’s a surprise.”
“It’s your birthday. Why do I have a surprise?” He said with a smirk.
“Exactly. It is my birthday. So, I should be able to do whatever I want.”
He sat back, defeated and amused. A little while later, they pulled up to her trailer. “You can come in if you want.” She said as she unbuckled her seatbelt. Leo got out of the car and followed her up to the door. She unlocked it and bumped it with her hip as she turned the knob.
“It sticks.” She explained.
Her house wasn’t what he had been expecting. He didn’t really know what he’d been expecting. There was a low brown corduroy couch and big black TV on the floor across from it.
“Here’s the living room.” She said throwing up her hands. She kicked a basket of laundry out of the way and stepped onto the linoleum that adjoined the right side of the living room. “And here’s the kitchen.”
There was a dark, wood paneled bar with an off-white counter top that divided the kitchen from the living room. The corduroy couch was shoved up against it so that the counter was level with the head of anyone who sat on it’s stained cushions. An end table was placed on the other end of the couch. It held a lamp and a stack of magazines. The other table in sight was a teal card table set up in the kitchen. He assumed it was used for dining.
He looked over to where she was raiding her fridge. She put a six pack on the counter and popped a grape in her mouth as she shut the door. Leo stood by the front door as she dashed through the doorway on the left side of the living room which opened into what seemed to be a hallway.
His eyes wandered around. There was only one picture in the room. The frame was on the far end of the couch, lying on the cushion. It looked to be a younger version of Lana with a man of about forty. They looked close. Her dad? For some reason, that didn’t seem likely.
She popped back through the doorway with a big plaid wool blanket over her arm and a large grey hoodie over her thin frame. Her head jerked around as she assessed everything she had gathered, then her eyes found Leo.
“Do you need anything? You know, like, do you need to use the bathroom or something?”
“Uh, no. I’m fine. Ready?” She nodded.
Leo crossed the room and leaned over the bar to reach the beer.
“You want me to get these?”
“Yeah, thanks.” She locked the door behind them and they climbed in the car. She took the six-pack from Leo and threw it and the blanket in the trunk behind the seat.
“Do I get to know now?” Leo asked when they were on the road again.
“No.” He gave an animated sigh. She was easy to tease with. He’d still be staring at the floorboard with anyone else.
They sped down the pine surrounded highway until they came to a dirt turnoff. His eyes perked with interest. At the end of the winding path was the top of a large hill. They came up on the more even side of it and on the other was a steep drop.
“This is it.” She said with a satisfied smile. She grabbed the blanket from behind the seat and pulled herself out of the car. Leo stayed in his seat and with curious eyes watched as she spread the blanket on the hood of the car. She motion for him to come with a wave of her hand. He got out of the car and came around to the front. She lifted herself onto the hood and plopped down on the wool blanket. She patted the spot next to her. He plopped down too, mimicking her movement. She gave a smile and leaned back against the windshield. He laid back too as she exhaled.
The car’s inside lights went out and he was suddenly aware of how close she was. He intertwined his fingers over his stomach and looked over at her. Her eyes were lifted up towards the sky. He looked too. Billions of tiny diamonds winked back at him. His jaw fell slack. He jumped when he heard her giggle.
“They’re somethin’. Aren’t they?”
“Yeah.” He breathed. She smiled with her eyes again and his heart skipped a beat.
She held his gaze for a moment and then he diverted his eyes. He looked back at the stars. He felt a strange static between them. He swallowed and kept his eyes on the sky.
“You want a drink?” She asked a little too loud for the quiet night.
“No, thanks.” He didn’t tell her he was under age. Not that that had ever stopped him before but he wanted to be sober in case she wasn’t, when they left.
She hopped off the front of the car and came back with the cans. She popped the lid, took a sip and put the drinks on the ground beside the car and hopped up, resuming her former position.
“Thanks for celebrating with me.” She whispered. Leo turned to look at her. She had a deep look of gratitude on her face. He looked away, embarrassed.
“No problem.” But he couldn’t keep his eyes away very long and they found their way back to her face again. She was staring at the stars with a serious expression, but she turned when she felt his eyes on her and her face transformed into a grin.
He didn’t take his eyes off her this time. Her face turned impish. He froze as she leaned into him, her breath warm on his face.
Her lips were thin but soft and hooked around his with ease. His heart thumped jaggedly. He closed his eyes as she parted his lips and the kiss grew deeper. His breathing sped and he reached a hand up to cradle her head. Her hands moved to his hips, pulling herself closer. He nearly couldn’t stop himself but he quickly pulled away. His breathing was ragged.
“Wo.” He gasped. She grinned and leaned in again but he held her shoulders. She raised an eyebrow.
“Just, hang on a minute. Uh…” He was having trouble forming coherent thoughts. “I don’t, I don’t think this is such a great idea.”
“Why?” She didn’t understand. She didn’t see any reason why she couldn’t carry on like there was no tomorrow. Like he was normal. She had no idea that either of them could make a wrong move and she would stumble upon a pair of ivory wings. She’d already been way too close.
“It just isn’t a good idea.” He couldn’t think of a good reason to give her. Not a good reason he could give her. She scowled.
“What’s you’re problem?” She was offended. He could tell she was covering her embarrassment with anger. He sighed.
“I’m sorry.” It was her birthday. He felt like a jerk. He couldn’t believe he’d allowed this to happen. “I just, I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t think I can do this right now. I’m sorry.” She started to get red. He didn’t know if it was with anger or embarrassment. But then something changed in her face and she let out a long sigh.
“Ok.” She whispered. Relief flooded through his body. He could have kissed her but that probably wouldn’t have helped things. He smiled tentatively. She rolled onto her back and sighed again.
“I guess I should take you home.”
“If you want.” He was sorry he had ruined things for her. He really did like her. Damn wings.
They both hopped off the car and she pulled the blanket off the hood. She stashed the cans and the blanket back in the trunk.
“I still don’t know where to take you.” She said apologetically and he knew she wasn’t apologizing for her lack of directions.
“Sorry. Just take me back to town if you could. It’s not far from there.”
“Ok.” It was a quiet ride back. She had lost most of her charisma. He grimaced out the window. This had gone horribly wrong. She probably hated him. She wouldn’t want to see him again. She exhaled when they pulled into town.
“Well, I guess I’ll seeya.”
“Yeah. Seeya.” He echoed. He gave a smirk and patted the top of the car lamely before it sped off.
He wouldn’t be looking forward to much sleep tonight even though that’s exactly what he needed right now. He started his way back to the dark lonely camp.
“Sit back and relax. It’s a surprise.”
“It’s your birthday. Why do I have a surprise?” He said with a smirk.
“Exactly. It is my birthday. So, I should be able to do whatever I want.”
He sat back, defeated and amused. A little while later, they pulled up to her trailer. “You can come in if you want.” She said as she unbuckled her seatbelt. Leo got out of the car and followed her up to the door. She unlocked it and bumped it with her hip as she turned the knob.
“It sticks.” She explained.
Her house wasn’t what he had been expecting. He didn’t really know what he’d been expecting. There was a low brown corduroy couch and big black TV on the floor across from it.
“Here’s the living room.” She said throwing up her hands. She kicked a basket of laundry out of the way and stepped onto the linoleum that adjoined the right side of the living room. “And here’s the kitchen.”
There was a dark, wood paneled bar with an off-white counter top that divided the kitchen from the living room. The corduroy couch was shoved up against it so that the counter was level with the head of anyone who sat on it’s stained cushions. An end table was placed on the other end of the couch. It held a lamp and a stack of magazines. The other table in sight was a teal card table set up in the kitchen. He assumed it was used for dining.
He looked over to where she was raiding her fridge. She put a six pack on the counter and popped a grape in her mouth as she shut the door. Leo stood by the front door as she dashed through the doorway on the left side of the living room which opened into what seemed to be a hallway.
His eyes wandered around. There was only one picture in the room. The frame was on the far end of the couch, lying on the cushion. It looked to be a younger version of Lana with a man of about forty. They looked close. Her dad? For some reason, that didn’t seem likely.
She popped back through the doorway with a big plaid wool blanket over her arm and a large grey hoodie over her thin frame. Her head jerked around as she assessed everything she had gathered, then her eyes found Leo.
“Do you need anything? You know, like, do you need to use the bathroom or something?”
“Uh, no. I’m fine. Ready?” She nodded.
Leo crossed the room and leaned over the bar to reach the beer.
“You want me to get these?”
“Yeah, thanks.” She locked the door behind them and they climbed in the car. She took the six-pack from Leo and threw it and the blanket in the trunk behind the seat.
“Do I get to know now?” Leo asked when they were on the road again.
“No.” He gave an animated sigh. She was easy to tease with. He’d still be staring at the floorboard with anyone else.
They sped down the pine surrounded highway until they came to a dirt turnoff. His eyes perked with interest. At the end of the winding path was the top of a large hill. They came up on the more even side of it and on the other was a steep drop.
“This is it.” She said with a satisfied smile. She grabbed the blanket from behind the seat and pulled herself out of the car. Leo stayed in his seat and with curious eyes watched as she spread the blanket on the hood of the car. She motion for him to come with a wave of her hand. He got out of the car and came around to the front. She lifted herself onto the hood and plopped down on the wool blanket. She patted the spot next to her. He plopped down too, mimicking her movement. She gave a smile and leaned back against the windshield. He laid back too as she exhaled.
The car’s inside lights went out and he was suddenly aware of how close she was. He intertwined his fingers over his stomach and looked over at her. Her eyes were lifted up towards the sky. He looked too. Billions of tiny diamonds winked back at him. His jaw fell slack. He jumped when he heard her giggle.
“They’re somethin’. Aren’t they?”
“Yeah.” He breathed. She smiled with her eyes again and his heart skipped a beat.
She held his gaze for a moment and then he diverted his eyes. He looked back at the stars. He felt a strange static between them. He swallowed and kept his eyes on the sky.
“You want a drink?” She asked a little too loud for the quiet night.
“No, thanks.” He didn’t tell her he was under age. Not that that had ever stopped him before but he wanted to be sober in case she wasn’t, when they left.
She hopped off the front of the car and came back with the cans. She popped the lid, took a sip and put the drinks on the ground beside the car and hopped up, resuming her former position.
“Thanks for celebrating with me.” She whispered. Leo turned to look at her. She had a deep look of gratitude on her face. He looked away, embarrassed.
“No problem.” But he couldn’t keep his eyes away very long and they found their way back to her face again. She was staring at the stars with a serious expression, but she turned when she felt his eyes on her and her face transformed into a grin.
He didn’t take his eyes off her this time. Her face turned impish. He froze as she leaned into him, her breath warm on his face.
Her lips were thin but soft and hooked around his with ease. His heart thumped jaggedly. He closed his eyes as she parted his lips and the kiss grew deeper. His breathing sped and he reached a hand up to cradle her head. Her hands moved to his hips, pulling herself closer. He nearly couldn’t stop himself but he quickly pulled away. His breathing was ragged.
“Wo.” He gasped. She grinned and leaned in again but he held her shoulders. She raised an eyebrow.
“Just, hang on a minute. Uh…” He was having trouble forming coherent thoughts. “I don’t, I don’t think this is such a great idea.”
“Why?” She didn’t understand. She didn’t see any reason why she couldn’t carry on like there was no tomorrow. Like he was normal. She had no idea that either of them could make a wrong move and she would stumble upon a pair of ivory wings. She’d already been way too close.
“It just isn’t a good idea.” He couldn’t think of a good reason to give her. Not a good reason he could give her. She scowled.
“What’s you’re problem?” She was offended. He could tell she was covering her embarrassment with anger. He sighed.
“I’m sorry.” It was her birthday. He felt like a jerk. He couldn’t believe he’d allowed this to happen. “I just, I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t think I can do this right now. I’m sorry.” She started to get red. He didn’t know if it was with anger or embarrassment. But then something changed in her face and she let out a long sigh.
“Ok.” She whispered. Relief flooded through his body. He could have kissed her but that probably wouldn’t have helped things. He smiled tentatively. She rolled onto her back and sighed again.
“I guess I should take you home.”
“If you want.” He was sorry he had ruined things for her. He really did like her. Damn wings.
They both hopped off the car and she pulled the blanket off the hood. She stashed the cans and the blanket back in the trunk.
“I still don’t know where to take you.” She said apologetically and he knew she wasn’t apologizing for her lack of directions.
“Sorry. Just take me back to town if you could. It’s not far from there.”
“Ok.” It was a quiet ride back. She had lost most of her charisma. He grimaced out the window. This had gone horribly wrong. She probably hated him. She wouldn’t want to see him again. She exhaled when they pulled into town.
“Well, I guess I’ll seeya.”
“Yeah. Seeya.” He echoed. He gave a smirk and patted the top of the car lamely before it sped off.
He wouldn’t be looking forward to much sleep tonight even though that’s exactly what he needed right now. He started his way back to the dark lonely camp.
The votes are in!
Hey everybody!
Option 2 it is. I'm about to post some more, but I'm gonna be hiding out for a few days. This next part is somewhat of a turning point. I'm gonna need to get down to business so don't be mad at me if there's not a new post for a while.
Please, give me some feedback for Valentine's Day! It would be a wonderful gift! Reviews are always appreciated. Thanks for reading!
Option 2 it is. I'm about to post some more, but I'm gonna be hiding out for a few days. This next part is somewhat of a turning point. I'm gonna need to get down to business so don't be mad at me if there's not a new post for a while.
Please, give me some feedback for Valentine's Day! It would be a wonderful gift! Reviews are always appreciated. Thanks for reading!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Option 2
“Yeah. I do.” Her eyes smiled at him again and he was glad he’d said yes.
“Get in. I gotta pick up a few things.”
“Where are we going?” Leo asked as he rounded the car to the passenger side.
“My place.”
“Are you having friends over?” He asked the question that had formed earlier.
“No.” She said looking puzzled as he ducked into the car. “What makes you think that?” She was difficult to figure out.
“I don’t know. I figured since it’s your birthday you’d have plans with someone.”
“I do. With you.” She said with a playful smile around the corners of her mouth. He grinned
“Ok.” He said agreeably. Butterflies started flitting around in his stomach.
“Get in. I gotta pick up a few things.”
“Where are we going?” Leo asked as he rounded the car to the passenger side.
“My place.”
“Are you having friends over?” He asked the question that had formed earlier.
“No.” She said looking puzzled as he ducked into the car. “What makes you think that?” She was difficult to figure out.
“I don’t know. I figured since it’s your birthday you’d have plans with someone.”
“I do. With you.” She said with a playful smile around the corners of her mouth. He grinned
“Ok.” He said agreeably. Butterflies started flitting around in his stomach.
Option 1
“Um, I better not. Sorry. I have to get up early in the morning.” It was true but it was still a lame excuse. He smiled weakly.
“Right. Ok. I guess I’ll seeya then.” He immediately felt bad.
“Yeah, seeya.”
He just stood there as she drove off. He let out a long sigh and smacked himself. Hard. He started toward camp again.
Maybe, after a few things were cleared up, he could have friends, be in relationships. Maybe she’d still be here when he wasn’t a freak anymore. Maybe Tootsie rolls would start falling from the sky. He closed his eyes and let the sharp wind bristle through his hair. He probably wouldn’t get much sleep tonight, no matter how early he needed to get up.
“Right. Ok. I guess I’ll seeya then.” He immediately felt bad.
“Yeah, seeya.”
He just stood there as she drove off. He let out a long sigh and smacked himself. Hard. He started toward camp again.
Maybe, after a few things were cleared up, he could have friends, be in relationships. Maybe she’d still be here when he wasn’t a freak anymore. Maybe Tootsie rolls would start falling from the sky. He closed his eyes and let the sharp wind bristle through his hair. He probably wouldn’t get much sleep tonight, no matter how early he needed to get up.
A Fork in the Road...
OK. Here's the deal. I have two scenarios that could play out from here and i can't decide which one I should go with. That's where you come in! I'll put up a poll and you guys can tell me which way you want the story to go. this is a pretty awesome opportunity! I mean, how many times do you get the chance to decide what happens in a story you're reading? Right?
OK, I'll post the two paths and you can vote.
OK, I'll post the two paths and you can vote.
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