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Tuesday, January 29, 2013

253 deadtime

the right half of the split screen was a live , streett level view of heavy armed officers moving away from large police vans . i guessed SWAT .
shit . i wondered if it was some kind of hostage situation .
mel said , " oh my god , that's our -" her tone had an old hollowness to it that caused my clininical antennaae to perk .
"yeah, it is ," amy said . she said on the edge of the coffee table , gripping the remote in both hands , the same way she'd grasped the spent flower bud earlier that day on the steps in front of the house .
" what is -" mel stepped closer to the screen ." why are they .......is that the police that's -"
the same hollow affect continuted to invade her voice . shrinks call the tone "flat." i suspected that her recognition of the crisis at her home wasn't the only precipitant  for her sudden affective vaccuuum . eric's presence was certainly  a contributing factor .
amy stood then she sat again ." some kind of shooting - that's what they said when it first came on . they broke into jimmy kimel . then there was .....another woman came on and called it a home intrusion , not a shooting . i don't think they really know ."
the ground -level side of the split screen refocused to become a grainy shot of the front of the duplex . the heafds of the two anchors ibn the studio popped up in a box in the lower left corner of the busy screen .
"it couldn't be our house , could it ? it must be the addams family . rights ? don't you think ? amy said ." i wonder what they did . wait , are they backj in town , mel ?" mel " we have to call kanyn . see if she's okay . she could be home from work .
in seconds , amy had her cell phone on speaker , the call to kanyn placed , and the phone was ringing ." pick up , baby . pick up ." amy pleaded.
the center of the left side of the television screen flashed brilliant .

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