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    A Wasted Life

    Many animals upon birth have a thin membrane over their eyes that protect them from harmful light rays, debris, etc.  As they get older this membrane fades away and they often see their surrounding for the first time.  As I sit here in my rental car I think about how easy life would be if I couldn’t see my surroundings. 

     

    I’m sending up a silent prayer of thanks that I opted to get a full size rather then a compact.  Yes it would have been cheaper but as I put my seat in a reclining position I realize the extra money was well worth the leg room.  I’ve been here 2 days and I’ve not seen hide nor hair of my mystery lady.  I didn’t have much time to look over her file and unfortunately it didn’t have a picture in it.  All I got was that she has blonde hair, brown eyes, about 5’6” 130 pound.  Those stats sound familiar.  I guess because they are the stats of the average woman. 

     

    She must work an awful lot.  When I finally pass out around 3 am she’s never home yet and when I wake around 7, she’s gone already.  I guess I’m gonna have to train my body to sleep during the day so I can watch  her at night cuz if they called now asking for info I wouldn’t have any to give them.  I haven’t laid eyes on her once.  I’m starting to think she doesn’t exist. 

     

    I tilt my head towards the sidewalk and watch the people as they make their way past on this semi-busy street.  AC will soon be in order.  Despite the stereotypical rain that is supposed to fall here all the time it’s getting pretty hot.  A good shower would do well to cool things down a bit.  The heat doesn’t seem to slow anyone down though.  It’s the middle of the afternoon, you would think people would be at work during these hours.  Nope.  I’m not worried though.  I blend in well in my ’01 Camry.  No one even knows I’m here.  And by the time they realize, I’ll be long gone.  I feel myself drifting to sleep and I allow the peaceful feeling to wash over me.

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    Comments

    1. I love this story. OMG!!! Could it be Tina? Was/Is Tina not really dead and working as a double agent or just an agent for Helena and the Agency? DAMN DAMN DAMN!! I want more info. Please post soon

    2. Ok Vibe, what’s going on? Get back here an provide us with some answers. Somehow I knew it would be Tina, but I’m still confused on the how and why!!! Answers Lady!!!

    3. Vibes, Am loving the intrigue and mystery in this tale. I think that the dream Tina is just that. An illusion that Bette has had; an alternative universe what she is just a regular Jane. Can’t wait to see where this leads so please continue the adventure soon. Vibes, your unique voice both entertains and pleases me. Thank you, Your Loyal Fan.

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