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Dreamer
Sept 19, 2007 17:28:49 GMT -5
Post by Race on Sept 19, 2007 17:28:49 GMT -5
Jack sat in his normal booth,but this time by himself.He'd finished selling hours ago and was now sitting there staring out the window,the battered cowboy book laid open before him, a ribbon marking his place. He was in his usual daydream state,he stared transfixed on the outside of the window thinking about what might have happened if he'd went to Sante Fe.
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Dreamer
Sept 22, 2007 14:33:49 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Sept 22, 2007 14:33:49 GMT -5
"Hey Cowboy," Spot said, letting Blondie slide into the booth and then taking a seat beside her. "You okay?"
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Dreamer
Sept 24, 2007 17:36:13 GMT -5
Post by Race on Sept 24, 2007 17:36:13 GMT -5
"huh?" Jack said,snapping out of it and looking at Spot, "Yeah,I'm fine." he said,closing the book and setting it back into his vest pocket.
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Dreamer
Sept 24, 2007 17:59:17 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Sept 24, 2007 17:59:17 GMT -5
"You sure? You look kinda...distracted..." he said. Hah! distracted didn't even cover it.
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Dreamer
Sept 24, 2007 18:01:53 GMT -5
Post by Race on Sept 24, 2007 18:01:53 GMT -5
"Yeah," Jack said, "I'm sure." he feigned a smile,then said, "How was sellin'?"
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Dreamer
Sept 24, 2007 18:17:56 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Sept 24, 2007 18:17:56 GMT -5
"Ah...it 'as all right...can't complain I guess," Spot said.
Blondie still had that far away look in her eyes.
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Dreamer
Sept 24, 2007 18:20:31 GMT -5
Post by Race on Sept 24, 2007 18:20:31 GMT -5
Jack nodded,zoning out again as he messed with the two dollars in his pocket that completed the far for his ticket to Sante Fe.
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Dreamer
Sept 25, 2007 19:47:29 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Sept 25, 2007 19:47:29 GMT -5
Blondie fiddled with her hair.
Spot look over at her. "Remember anything yet?" he sounded hopeful.
She looked at him questioningly, "Huh?"
"Guess not..." he said, disappointed. "Worth a try anyway."
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Dreamer
Sept 25, 2007 19:49:42 GMT -5
Post by Race on Sept 25, 2007 19:49:42 GMT -5
Max finally came in after selling,a shiner surrounding his eye. He was grinning though.
Race and Bj shortly followed,bickering about Shepshead.
Jack still stared out the window,completely in his thoughts.
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Dreamer
Sept 25, 2007 19:56:38 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Sept 25, 2007 19:56:38 GMT -5
Spot rolled his eyes upon seeing Max's black eye. "What'd ya do now?"
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Dreamer
Sept 25, 2007 19:59:59 GMT -5
Post by Race on Sept 25, 2007 19:59:59 GMT -5
"dis bum wouldn't by a pape,so we's scrapped," Max said, "an' dis is what happened. can't see outta it but hey, it was wort da quarter."
Race laughed,hearing Max, "Good fah youse." he said,when Bj grabbed him,pulling him into a "make-up" kiss.
Jack still was silent.
"Hey Spot," Race whispered through mid kiss,"Whats up wit Jacky boy?"
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Dreamer
Sept 25, 2007 20:04:10 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Sept 25, 2007 20:04:10 GMT -5
Spot shook his head at Max. "I dunno he wouldn't tell me," he whispered back to Racetrack.
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Dreamer
Sept 25, 2007 20:10:33 GMT -5
Post by Race on Sept 25, 2007 20:10:33 GMT -5
Race stared at his friend,Jack hadn't been like this since before the strike, "Ya don't tink he's gunna try and run again,do ya?" he whispered.
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Dreamer
Sept 25, 2007 20:15:37 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Sept 25, 2007 20:15:37 GMT -5
"I hope not," Spot said. "I thought we talked some sense into him last time"
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Dreamer
Sept 26, 2007 16:40:30 GMT -5
Post by Race on Sept 26, 2007 16:40:30 GMT -5
"Well apparently.."before Race could get anything out,Bj had pulled him back into another kiss. "Oi,Bj,deah me.." he muttered,coming back up for air, "But remebah last time he wouldn't talk tah us fah a week."
Jack knew what he was gunna do tonight,he had to do it at night,so the guys wouldn't ask questions in the morning.hopefully by morning he'd be half way to Sante Fe.
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