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November 29, 2006

Stacy: Crazy Love

Her hands shook slightly as she punched in the numbers.

9 for the number of times he cheated on her.

0 for the number of times he apologized.

4 for the number of times she’d been suspended for botched jobs.

1 for the number of times she’d been fired.

0 for the number of times he said “I love you.”

She hit ENABLE and closed the cover of the control box. She threw a dusty tarp over the device and climbed the stairs to the alley.

She checked her watch. Plenty of time to make the 4:05 flight to Bali.

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Comments

Hell hath no fury...

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at November 29, 2006 11:32 AM · Permalink

That sequence of numbers is also the zip code for Santa Monica, CA.

If that's no coincidence then I'll really miss the Pier and the Promenade.

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at November 29, 2006 11:50 AM · Permalink

Oh well, never did like California. :)

Posted by: Stacy at November 29, 2006 11:52 AM · Permalink

Aw, you'd like the Promenade.

Posted by: Tanya at November 29, 2006 11:55 AM · Permalink

Maybe. Would there be hippie liberals to torment? :)

Posted by: Stacy at November 29, 2006 11:56 AM · Permalink

There are street performers. I'm sure most of them are either hippies or hippie-esque. Alomst everyone else there is a tourist.

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at November 29, 2006 12:11 PM · Permalink

There are magicians and contortionists and jugglers and stuff. Dinosaur hedge animals. And neat stores. It's fun.

I'd take on faith that most of the performers are hippies, but I don't remember hearing any of them speak, except to amuse the kids.

Posted by: Tanya at November 29, 2006 12:16 PM · Permalink

Well, if they amuse my kids they get a pass. :)

Posted by: Stacy at November 29, 2006 12:18 PM · Permalink

Most of the real hippies in California live north of here.

Besides, I have a client in Santa Monica. He's a nice guy and a dyed-in-the-wool capitalist. I'd want to give him some warning. 4:05 you say?

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at November 29, 2006 12:24 PM · Permalink

No, that's when the flight leaves. *evil grin*

Posted by: Stacy at November 29, 2006 12:26 PM · Permalink