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The town wasquitequiet in the morning.
His hand going past sheets of paper, the lump of pens and pencils contained in his wetsuit like pencil case insert comma here and finally finding the smooth rectangle of his iPod and attached tangle of cords that were his headphones at the bottom of the bag.
“I’ll be back in the afternoon” Oscar muttered,
“E.R called, Car accident, home after 8- sorry, Mum “
His mind was brought back to the present when he notice the song change and air drummed with his hands to the faster, stronger rhythm.
It had been 20 minutes now and he was coming closer to his destination, before coming to the Pearce Rd sign, he turned left instead of rightto pay a visit to the one place that made his morning better.
As always I am not yet awake, and as always you have left me a lemon. But today I ask of you one more thing, in the afternoon brings the papers you talked about. Augustine wants to meet you, Torah
Fingers assaulted by the cold, he turned the lock hearing the mechanical click.
"Fingers assaulted by the cold, he turned the lock..."
"Looking up at the dreary winter sky, hardly visible through the curtain of grey fog surrounding him...
"Pulling open the zip of the front pocket, he fumbled..."
"Turning his attention to his IPod, Oscar undid..."
"Continuing down the empty streets, relaxed in a way..."
"Shuddering a little he reminded..."
"Coming to an intersection he avoided the main street..."
"With this dad hardly ever home, Oscar sat in silence..."
"Gaining a little speed with his excitement..."
"Coming to a stop in front of one of his favourite places, his eye..."
"Gazing over the house, eyes falling on..."
"With the ease of a tenant, he reached..."
"Hardly needing to think, the ritual so..."
"Continuing around, he came to...."
"Parting the curtains through the gap, he ..."
"Turning over his palm he picked up..."
"Retracing his steps, he shut ..."
"Assaulted with the distinct style of her ..."
"Upon reading the last line though, his..."
Fingers assaulted by the cold, he turned the lock comma, hearing the mechanical click
Continuing down the empty streets, relaxed in a way he rarely ever was comma, Oscar nodded occasionally with the music, appreciating the steady guitar riffs and lullaby like vocals.
By this time Oscar had come to the end of his street, crossed the highway andandcontinued down another suburban road filled with the same dull grey or cream bricked houses, tin roofs and untidy front lawns.
Shuddering a little comma, he reminded himself that he needed to stop watching the late night reruns of bad horror movies. Coming to an intersection comma, he avoided the main street, which although usually empty this early in the morning, still held a chance of bumping into an acquaintance.
It had been 20 minutes now and he was coming closer to his destination; just before coming to the Pearce Rd sign comma, he turned left instead of right.
Gaining a little speed with his excitement as he passed the town library, knowing he was less than a minute or two away comma, a smile crossed his face as the red brick of the double story stand alone terrace came into view.
With the ease of a tenant, he reached his hand over to undo the latch on the gate comma, hearing the familiar sound of rust filled hinges as it swung in woods in welcome and then, as so many times before comma, he ignored the sign, walked right pass the half overgrown path to the entrance and around the corner of the house to the ancient lemon tree.
Continuing around, he came toofthe back window, seeing that it was still a little open, he began to hope that she would already be awake Period. He looked down at his watch comma, the analogue display almost scolding him for his stupidity, time does not magically elapse- space it was only seven thirty and the window was still left from the day before, as it always was.
But today I ask of you one more thing, in the afternoon bring the papers you talked about.
Oscar knew that tonight’s meeting could bring him the one thing that would make his days a little less bleak and it was in that frame of mind that he walked into the school office ten minutes later, a rarely seen smile breaking out on his lips.
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