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Take II
Jesse says,
> Realizing everyone is now staring at him and his attempt at a joke was
> virtually fruitless of laughter, he slowly lets his eyes fall to the
> floor and sinks back into his chair. He didn't say a word for the
> remainder of the evening.
to which rhys responds . . .
>and my only question would be.... who picked up your eyes?
she found him all alone at recess the next day rearranging the playground mulch w/ his big toe and offered him some of her leftover cookies from lunch.
"So how 'bout those terps" . . . she said, throwing her braids over her shoulder . . .
"it's ok," she said, "sometimes I feel lonely on the list too, like when all those hoosier/wildcat fans begin to chat. It's the nature of the beast though, the band we all love and esteem is from the midwest and alot of the listees seem to be too, they can't help they grew up there . . ." then she pulled back the strap of her sundress to reveal the baddest blue devil tattoo he had ever seen - incidentally the only tattoo the youngster had ever seen. . .
philly