Please bear with me, what i am posting so far this November 0f 2020, they are rough drafts. Today i feel i can slow down enough to actually put out a readable first draft. So to start of the right way, let me check if i post this, the lay out, is correct, if it fits in the box where it is visible to the reader. ( Previous 2 post it did not want to do that automatically)
Check.
Yes it worked! I will post a continuation of this post in 15 min.
This is a piece of fiction, based on characters in my neighbourhood, but I wanting to protect the identity of real people. It obviously has to do with their/our shortcomings, I will start of with my quirk.
I gave myself the name of, Corrie.
The road is well plowed, slightly up hill, winding through a forest of snow laden trees, after a morning of fresh snowfall, the sun is starting to come out, and gives the whole scene a most glorious look, as often Corrie feels as if they actually live in a high quality nature movie.
Phillip pulls up very slowly besides the car in the ditch. Corrie sitting in the passenger seat, her eyes meet the eyes of the distressed driver. She assumes she knows why he gives her that look, a look that is not so much distressed but more like being annoyed. Annoyed, she reasons within herself, not so much that he is in the ditch, but that it was Phillips fault.
She seizes him up, he seems like a nice enough young man, maybe a trouble maker, She wonders, but it is not that weird neighbour, the came running out of his house one day, eyes bulging, because she was trespassing, and she was.
As Corrie and the man each step out of their cars, he climbing over to the passenger seat in his car, because well he is in the ditch a snow filled ditch. And she walking around her to get to his. Phillip is not moving.. yet.
Corrie inquires, "are you a neighbour?, as she does not recognize the man. He laughs kindly, happily if to a child really, thinks Corrie later, and yes he does behave if he does know them, and shortly after Phillip came out of the car,
He asks " Phillip do you have chain?"
-to be continued-
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