Ed called while I was eating lunch. He came over after I was done eating. We hung out and watched a movie for a while and then went out in the back ya...d and tossed the football around until Jeremy and Hal came over to join Ed and me for our daily workout. Jeremy suggested that we get our gang of friends together and go down to Gap for ice cream at the Dairy Queen in the evening. He said he'd call the rest of our friends and invite them.Andy skipped the workout with us. He was busy getting ready. "That the young, good-hearted couple we knew as Weaver and Wind were actually The Weaver and The Wind all along." Plank answered."We heard stories all along the road about the deeds of the great Wizard Weaver and the mysterious Wind of Arbor." Opal commented. "Did you really raise the bridge at Pelec's Crossing?" Yes, I did, but I had hoped not to get any notice for that." I answered."Well someone noticed and made the connection. The word spread like wildfire shortly after you left there.". Nothing else should really matter. I want, to look across a crowded room, into his eyes, and feel a connection. When I look up and find his eyes on me, his gaze twisting around mine, tripping over me, landing on the placed I love to be touched most. What I have when I look across that crowded room is someone who glances at me briefly, then looks away as if I am someone who has just crossed past a corner in his life. I hold no true importance. Easily dismissible. Someone once asked me what I. I refused to pay for her d**gs. So she started going over the the bikers that got he hooked and would fuck enough of them to get what she needed. Later she realized that wasn't the best way to do it. So she took to the street. She was able to make a go of it, for a couple reasons. First the bikers ran crime in our town, so she as long as she was buying her d**gs from them, no pimp could get away with giving her a hard time. She was protected. Her best friend was the daughter of a whore.