Lucid Waking

Archive for July 21st, 2006

Galactic 60

            The moon was the only light among the old park. An ancient lamppost stood guard over the clearing, but shed no light. He sat down on the picnic table and lit a cigarette. She pulled her coat closer around her instinctively, though no wind blew.
            “Aren’t you a little young to be smoking?”
            “I’m older than you.”
            “Only by a couple months. But I suppose it doesn’t matter, since you already look like you’re in your fifties.”
            He shot her a dirty look, which she ignored. He took the cigarette out of his mouth and dropped it on the wet leaves, stepping on it quickly.
            “Look I put it out. Happy, now?”
            She muttered something like damn Americans under her breathe before walking over to the other side of the picnic table. “That’s not important. What’s crucial is that we figure out who’s behind the assassination attempts at headquarters.”
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