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Monday, February 16, 2009
01824: Carl, Part Four
PHOTO: D. ANDREIS (vindo) on Flickr by venancio2007 CC BY-NC-ND
Carl hugged his mother with caution as he stepped into the old apartment, careful not to wrinkle her blouse, her gray skirt.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t get this afternoon off,” she said as she stepped away from him, as she pulled on a matching gray blazer. It gave her thin body just enough weight that it no longer seemed she would fly away in a breeze. “The district manager is coming in today, and I can’t trust my store in the hands of those bozo assistants of mine.”
Friday, February 13, 2009
01824: Carl, Part Three
PHOTO: Abandoned Cinema on Town Border on Flickr by Doug Sparks CC BY-NC-ND
On his way out, Carl cast a murderous look at the cashier, waiting for a moment to see the kid’s response, which was a pained expression—punctuated by a quivering lip—that made Carl think he’d just caused the kid to piss his pants. Satisfied, Carl stepped through the glass doors into the parking lot and headed for the car.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
01824: Carl, Part Two
PHOTO: hold me tight on Flickr by loungerie CC BY-NC-SA
Anna motioned for Carl to come around the corner and disappeared through a back door behind the counter. Carl started the way she had pointed but stopped when the cashier muttered, under his breath, “There are cameras all over the place.”
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
01824: Carl, Part 1
PHOTO: American Football on Flickr by Anderson Mancini CC BY
Carl autographed a copy of Sports Illustrated for a hunchbacked old coot in a brown corduroy jacket and a blue Red Sox baseball cap. He shook the man’s hand as he returned the magazine, and then he watched him skitter across the cavernous blue lobby of the multiplex. The old man shoved his prize into the face of a plump, silver-haired lady in a purple overcoat and pointed in Carl’s direction. The woman sighed, squinted, and waved across the lobby at Carl. Carl grinned and waved back.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
01824: Ian, Part 7
PHOTO: Crop of fat man near parking lot on Flickr by Rosino CC BY-SA
When they were done she held him inside of her and she pulled a camera from a backpack she’d stowed under the counter. They each snapped a couple of pictures from their respective angles and then she took one of the two of them together from arm’s length.