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Diane
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
Her head made movements lightening fast Then went to a dead stop her gaze held still like a sparrow on a telephone wire Her hair and makeup were perfectly composed Her clothes muted blues and grays with a purple scarf draped around her shoulders She was surrounded by 7 men around a table Men with tattoos that said “Death Before Dishonor”, and “Hell Bound Bikers” and “101st Airborne” on large, hairy, powerfully, muscled arms The men laughed loudly and clasped their hands together in a kind of upside down handshakes They traded friendly insults and guffawed jests But they did not curse because of her presence Then she spoke just as if she were addressing fellow teachers at an elementary school Clearly she was a retired first grade teacher “My name is Diane and I am an alcoholic” She said it with confidence and without fear The men were quiet and respectful surrendering to her silent authority |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Wow! Very interesting slice of life. Love your descriptive style, Ida |
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