...first sign of life...
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morrobay1990Title: ...first sign of life...
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morrobay1990
Genre: post canon
Warning:
Word count: 600
Disclaimer: They're AP's
♥ Jack
Send it...just send it.
No, I gotta try to forget all that, try to work things out with Lureen...might be okay. Besides, ain't heard nothin from him in two years, prob'ly forgot all about it...just a summer thing...nothin real...
You sure about that? Felt real to me...
Yeah, but he's different...plannin on gettin married long before we met up...wants a wife and kids...
Yeah? Didn't notice him talk about it much...'specially after we started fuckin regular...and he sure came after it once he had a taste...
Maybe best to just let it lie...don't stir nothin up...
Sure miss him, though...
Remember that summer? Those days? Those nights?
All I think about...pretty much only thing gets me through these days and nights.
Send it...just send it.
Send it...just send it.
It's getting worse, ain't it? Lureen ain't enough...no, not that she ain't enough...just she ain't right...ain't what you need...
Go on and send it. You gotta do somethin...think about it, you're down here wantin him, he's up there prob'bly wantin you....
No, he seemed pretty sure when we split up after the job was over that he didn't want nothin to do with you. But he couldn't just forget all that...how could he just forget all that?
Could always chase the rodeo...see if there's anybody still there from a couple years ago...
Yeah, that's great...those guys weren't nothin...yeah, I know...but at least I know 'em...they weren't so bad...ain't him, but might be better'n nothin...
Might have to do that...
Send it...just send it.
Send it...just send it
He ain't interested, don't send nothin back, so what...no loss.
Yeah, okay...can't go through this any more, that's for damn sure. I gotta try to see him...
Bet he is interested, though...bet you hear back ..there was somethin there, and you know it. He knows it, too. He don't know where you are...so maybe he's waitin...just waitin to hear something...like you are...so you gotta make the first move...
Just like the first time, right?
You bet
“Lureen, I'm gonna take a couple days, go fishin with a buddy a mine up north.”
“What? Who with?”
“Guy I used to know, up in Wyoming. Thought I'd take a week or so, do some fishin...maybe go up, see my folks...ain't had a vacation since before Bobby was born.”
“Well, neither have I.”
“I know, I know. When I get back I thought maybe the three of us could go somewhere.”
“Where are we gonna go with an eight-month old? You never mentioned you liked fishin before. Who you goin with?”
“Ennis. Del Mar. We used to fish now and again...good fishin up north, not like Texas.”
“Daddy'd show you good fishin if you ever gave him half a chance. Why can't you try harder to get on with Daddy? He's not so bad, but you just rub him the wrong way. If you were nicer...”
“Don't start with that. I tried to be nice to him, he hates my guts. Thinks I married you for your money...and you know that ain't true.”
“I told him that a million times...he says you're not respectful.”
“Lureen, I ain't talkin about this now. I'm goin fishin, I'm gonna stop by and see my folks, then I'll be back...”
You bet
Told ya. Four years and ain't heard nothin from him, then one word from me and I get a postcard back so fast the ink is still wet. Told ya. There's something there...you know it.
He knows it, too.
Author:
morrobay1990Genre: post canon
Warning:
Word count: 600
Disclaimer: They're AP's
♥ Jack
Send it...just send it.
No, I gotta try to forget all that, try to work things out with Lureen...might be okay. Besides, ain't heard nothin from him in two years, prob'ly forgot all about it...just a summer thing...nothin real...
You sure about that? Felt real to me...
Yeah, but he's different...plannin on gettin married long before we met up...wants a wife and kids...
Yeah? Didn't notice him talk about it much...'specially after we started fuckin regular...and he sure came after it once he had a taste...
Maybe best to just let it lie...don't stir nothin up...
Sure miss him, though...
Remember that summer? Those days? Those nights?
All I think about...pretty much only thing gets me through these days and nights.
Send it...just send it.
Send it...just send it.
It's getting worse, ain't it? Lureen ain't enough...no, not that she ain't enough...just she ain't right...ain't what you need...
Go on and send it. You gotta do somethin...think about it, you're down here wantin him, he's up there prob'bly wantin you....
No, he seemed pretty sure when we split up after the job was over that he didn't want nothin to do with you. But he couldn't just forget all that...how could he just forget all that?
Could always chase the rodeo...see if there's anybody still there from a couple years ago...
Yeah, that's great...those guys weren't nothin...yeah, I know...but at least I know 'em...they weren't so bad...ain't him, but might be better'n nothin...
Might have to do that...
Send it...just send it.
Send it...just send it
He ain't interested, don't send nothin back, so what...no loss.
Yeah, okay...can't go through this any more, that's for damn sure. I gotta try to see him...
Bet he is interested, though...bet you hear back ..there was somethin there, and you know it. He knows it, too. He don't know where you are...so maybe he's waitin...just waitin to hear something...like you are...so you gotta make the first move...
Just like the first time, right?
You bet
“Lureen, I'm gonna take a couple days, go fishin with a buddy a mine up north.”
“What? Who with?”
“Guy I used to know, up in Wyoming. Thought I'd take a week or so, do some fishin...maybe go up, see my folks...ain't had a vacation since before Bobby was born.”
“Well, neither have I.”
“I know, I know. When I get back I thought maybe the three of us could go somewhere.”
“Where are we gonna go with an eight-month old? You never mentioned you liked fishin before. Who you goin with?”
“Ennis. Del Mar. We used to fish now and again...good fishin up north, not like Texas.”
“Daddy'd show you good fishin if you ever gave him half a chance. Why can't you try harder to get on with Daddy? He's not so bad, but you just rub him the wrong way. If you were nicer...”
“Don't start with that. I tried to be nice to him, he hates my guts. Thinks I married you for your money...and you know that ain't true.”
“I told him that a million times...he says you're not respectful.”
“Lureen, I ain't talkin about this now. I'm goin fishin, I'm gonna stop by and see my folks, then I'll be back...”
You bet
Told ya. Four years and ain't heard nothin from him, then one word from me and I get a postcard back so fast the ink is still wet. Told ya. There's something there...you know it.
He knows it, too.
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Date: 2011-08-21 08:35 pm (UTC)He needed him just as much as Ennis needed him. Kudos. :)
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Date: 2011-10-16 01:07 pm (UTC)Thank you to share with us.
José.
Chère amie, bien sûre j’ai utilisé une traduction por lire ton récit, cependant je peux t’assurer que malgré les inévitables erreurs de la traduction en ligne j’ai pu me faire une idée de ton talent d’écrivain. C’est indéniablement un très beau texte.
Merci de le partager avec nous..
José.