It wasn't until after lunch that I got the call. I'm a teacher and was in the middle of giving the children a quiz on spelling when there was a knock ...t the door. Principal Warner looked pale as he waved me over. He looked shaken and told me I had an emergency call. The fact that he was interrupting my class meant it was serious. A sense of dread settled over me and I felt nauseous as I rushed down to the main office. Picking up the phone, I cradled it between my ear and shoulder. “Hello, this. Most of the time the only thought I had given the place was cursing the bad traffic and wondering why they didn’t just build some more damn freeways!Now, like a bad horror/sci-fi post-apocalypse movie, I was regretting my lack of gratitude for all of the things that civilization had made available to us all. Theaters. Restaurants. Grocery stores. Museums. Even the opera down at the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion that I only attended under protest to please my wife. Well, ex-wife. Damn. I’d actually. Surreal right.Now this was an strange turn of events. No one ever visited my bosses office without being scheduled at leasts. Here I was breasts out slobbering all over his penis smacking myself in the face with it and she's just standing there smiling. My boss didn't say anything and I don't know what came over me but I stood up and walked towards her not even covering myself. before she could say anything I smacked that bitch hard across the face and grabbed her hair. She was stunned as I. And then, I had simply pointed toward the east, toward the distant mountain range, the very same range I had seen daily as a young child. Already, the upper-left curvature of the sun had sneaked past the jagged outline of a distant mountain peak, and together, we watched in awe, inhaling the altitude-chilled mountain air, drinking in the rising amount of solar energy. I held her to me. I held her tightly, my chin resting atop her sun-colored strands. I could feel her discomfort, her.