Tree Lines - Chapters Five through Eight |
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Chapter 5
Mom
Her hair was always coifed, her makeup precisely applied, whether she was hostess at a company dinner or standing in the middle of a trout stream wearing rubber wading boots.
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Chapter 6
Work
I realized that I represented all that Guatemalans found incomprehensible about Americans. |
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Chapter 7
Men
Even when we were apart, there was residual sex:
Astounding surges of joy
Connected by a purring energy
Fueled by cellular memory
Like those little toys
You revved up on the counter
Then released to jet across the kitchen floor
Like grounded meteors.
Shazam! |
Chapter 8
Recidivism
Only much later, would the three of us be able to break our code of silence and connect at deeper levels, acknowledging the failures and strengths, weaknesses and fortitude.
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