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've carried heavier loads than thisYou've let us...Thursday 7 January 2010
've carried heavier loads than thisYou've let us get all soft, Wanderer, she added in irritation Sorry,I responded absently, bemused by the fact that she had used my name for the first time I struggled with the flat of water, wondering how far I could possibly be expected to carry itI managed to get it to the front register, at leastWith great relief, I edged its weight onto the counterI put the bag on top of the water, and then added a box of granola bars, a roll of doughnuts, and a bag of chips from the closest display Water is way more important than food in the desert, and we can only carry so much ? I'm hungry,I interrupted It's your back, I guess,she said grudgingly, and then she ordered,Get a map I placed the one she wanted, a topographical map of the county, on the counter with the restIt was no more than a prop in her charade The cashier, a white-haired man with a ready smile, scanned the bar codes ?Doing some hiking?? he asked pleasantly ?The mountain is very beautiful ?The trailhead is just up that ?? he said, starting to gesture ?I'll find it,? I promised quickly, pulling the heavy, badly balanced load back off the counter ?Head down before it gets dark, sweetieYou don't want to get lost Melanie was thinking sulfurous quilted chanel bag thoughts about the kind old manHe's sincerely concerned about my welfare,I reminded her You're all very creepy,she told me acidlyidn't anyone ever tell you not to talk to strangers? I felt a deep tug of guilt as I answeredhere areno strangers among my kind I can't get used to not paying for things,she said, changing the subjecthat's the point of scanning them? Inventory, of courseIs he supposed to remember everything we took when he needs to order more? Besides, what's the point of money when everyone is perfectly honest?I paused, feeling the guilt again so strongly that it was an actual painveryone but me, of course Melanie shied away from my feelings, worried by the depth of them, worried that I might change my mindInstead she focused on her raging desire to be away from here, to be moving toward her objectiveHer anxiety leaked through to me, and I walked faster I carried the stack to the car and set it on the ground beside the passenger door ?Let me help you with that I jerked up to see the other man from the store, a plastic bag in his hand, standing beside me ?Ah? thank you,? I finally managed, my pulse thudding behind my ears We waited, Melanie tensed as if to run, while he lifted our acquisitions into the car There's replica dolce gabbana handbags nothing to fearHe's being kind, too She continued to watch him distrustfully ?Thank you,? I said again as he shut the door He walked off to his own vehicle without a backward glance at usI climbed into my seat and grabbed the bag of potato chips Look at the map,she saidait till he's out of sight No one is watching us,I promised herBut, with a sigh, I unfolded the map and ate with one handIt was probably a good idea to have some sense of where we were headed Wherearewe headed? I asked here've found the starting point, so what now? Look around,she commandedf we can't see it here, we'll try the south side of the peak See what? She placed the memorized image before me: a ragged zigzagging line, four tight switchbacks, the fifth point strangely blunt, like it was brokenNow I saw it as I should, a jagged range of four pointed mountain peaks with the broken-looking fifth? I scanned the skyline, east to west across the northern horizonIt was so easy it felt false, as though I'd made the image up onlyafter seeing the mountain silhouette that created the northeast line of the horizon That's it,Melanie almost sang in her excitementet's go! She wanted me to be out of the car, on my feet, moving I shook my head, bending over the map againThe tiffany toggle necklace mountain ridge was so far in the distance I couldn't guess at the miles between us and itThere was no way I was walking out of this parking lot and into the empty desert unless I had no other option Let's be rational,I suggested, tracing my finger along a thin ribbon on the map, an unnamed road that connected to the freeway a few miles east and then continued in the general direction of the range Sure,she agreed complacently We found the unpaved road easilyIt was just a pale scar of flat dirt through the sparse shrubbery, barely wide enough for one vehicleI had a feeling that the road would be overgrown with lack of use in a different region?some place with more vital vegetation, unlike the desert plants that needed decades to recover from such a violationThere was a rusted chain stretched across the entrance, screwed into a wooden post on one end, looped loosely around another post at the otherI moved quickly, pulling the chain free and piling it at the base of the first post, hurrying back to my running car, hoping no one would pass and stop to offer me helpThe highway stayed clear as I drove onto the dirt and then rushed back to refasten the chain We both relaxed when the pavement disappeared behind usI was glad that there replica mulberry roxanne handbags was apparently no one left I would have to lie to, whether with words or silenceAlone, I felt less of a renegade Melanie was perfectly at home here in the middle of nothingShe knew the names of all the spiny plants around usShe hummed their names to herself, greeting them like old friends Creosote, ocotillo, cholla, prickly pear, mesquite? Away from the highway, the trappings of civilization, the desert seemed to take on a new life for MelanieThough she appreciated the speed of the jolting car?our vehicle didn't have the ground clearance necessary for this off-road trip, as the shocks reminded me with every pit in the dirt?she itched to be on her feet, loping through the safety of the baking desert We would probably have to walk, and all too soon for my taste, but when that time came, I doubted it would satisfy herI could feel the real desire beneath the surfaceTo move her body to the familiar rhythm of her long stride with only her will for guidanceFor a moment, I allowed myself to see the prison that was life without a bodyTo be carried inside but unable to influence the shape around you I shuddered and refocused on the rough road, trying to stave off the mingled pity and horror No other host had made me feel such guilt for what omega automatic seamaster watch I

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