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morrobay1990) wrote2012-10-16 06:36 am
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October 16
Title: October 16
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Genre: canon/1990
Word count: 140
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♥ Jack

He was looking forward to an easy day at work and getting to bed early. Yesterday he’d hurt his back trying to move some bales of alfalfa; they only weighed sixty pounds, but he turned wrong on the last one, felt it the instant it happened but too late then.
Driving in he thought about what had to be done today, and he figured he could get everything done and leave on time for a change, six PM. Then he’d have some of the stew that Junior’d given him on Sunday, a beer or two while watching Gunsmoke. The TV station in Riverton showed reruns at seven every Tuesday and even though he’d seen most of the episodes more than once over the years, it reminded him of watching it with his family when he was a kid. Sometimes he needed different memories.
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Warning:
Genre: canon/1990
Word count: 140
Disclaimer: They are AP's
♥ Jack

He was looking forward to an easy day at work and getting to bed early. Yesterday he’d hurt his back trying to move some bales of alfalfa; they only weighed sixty pounds, but he turned wrong on the last one, felt it the instant it happened but too late then.
Driving in he thought about what had to be done today, and he figured he could get everything done and leave on time for a change, six PM. Then he’d have some of the stew that Junior’d given him on Sunday, a beer or two while watching Gunsmoke. The TV station in Riverton showed reruns at seven every Tuesday and even though he’d seen most of the episodes more than once over the years, it reminded him of watching it with his family when he was a kid. Sometimes he needed different memories.