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Date Posted: 07:16:43 10/26/09 Mon
Author: Lyla Jones
Subject: Not to soon, either
In reply to: hobo sam 's message, "once again" on 01:10:53 10/22/09 Thu

It had been a particularly large puddle that had done her in that morning. She had left her house with a happy skip in her step but it had abruptly halted as she reached the sidewalk. Her timing must have been off because the city bus plowed past. This was normal. However, due to the rain, the large pot hole it hit had cascade a waterfall of brown water all over Lyla’s beautiful white cardigan. She almost screamed with disgust. She glanced around wildly as if there was something that could be done to reverse the events that had just unfolded. Her hair stuck to her forehead and throat now with a gritty texture that made her want to cry. Her emotions were ragged and she glance down at her unlidded coffee cup. Well, that was useless now. She tossed the liquid in the bus’ retreating direction. Damn city transportation. Damn City Streets. She stood still on the street after that. Should we run home and change or continue into the city and peel off the cardigan? She was so preoccupied she didn’t even realize there was a witness to the entire affair. But what could a hobo do?

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Replies:

hobos can laugh -- hobo sam, 18:26:08 10/26/09 Mon
- do it then -- Lyla, 18:44:08 10/29/09 Thu