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“I’m In Your Hometown” by DukeFerret (read by Rob MacWolf)
Riley, a mailman off his route, encounters a foreign squirrel seeking answers in the abandoned ruins of the local swamp. There's something elusive about the legend: a strange feeling that the possum just can't slip.
Today’s story is “I’m In Your Hometown” by DukeFerret, a queer romance and sports fiction writer who uploads short stories and artwork regularly on his furry social media accounts. One may follow his work by the Twitter handle @dookinduke, or the username DukeFerret on FurAffinity and SoFurry.
Today’s story will be read for you by Rob MacWolf — werewolf hitch-hiker.
Transcript
You're listening to the voice of dog.
Khaki QOD:And today's story is.
Khaki QOD:I'm in your hometown by duke ferret.
Khaki QOD:Uh, queer romance and sports fiction writer who uploads short
Khaki QOD:stories and artwork regularly on his very social media accounts.
Khaki QOD:Well, my follow his work by the Twitter handle at duke and duke or the
Khaki QOD:username duke ferrets on FurAffinity.
Khaki QOD:And sulfury.
Khaki QOD:Today's story will be read for you by Rob MacWolf.
Khaki QOD:Werewolf hitchhiker.
Khaki QOD:Please enjoy.
Khaki QOD:I'm in your hometown by duke ferrets.
Khaki QOD:At first I thought she was a ghost.
I saw her in the thick brush:a white blur under the gleam of my
I saw her in the thick brush:car’s headlights before it was gone.
I saw her in the thick brush:I stepped on the brake and pulled over.
I saw her in the thick brush:I grabbed my cap off the dashboard and exited into the sunset swampland.
I saw her in the thick brush:The figure—I saw now as a squirrel—stepped out of the trees several yards away.
I saw her in the thick brush:She held a sketchbook in the wing of her cloak, short fur blending black to grey
I saw her in the thick brush:to orange when she pulled away her hood.
I saw her in the thick brush:She smelled of thyme, like flowers picked from my mom’s old garden.
I saw her in the thick brush:The squirrel sized me up as I approached.
I saw her in the thick brush:The arms of her cloak were sweat stained in the humid air.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Got a letter for me, postie?” Her voice had a whistle to it that I
I saw her in the thick brush:hadn’t quite heard around these parts.
I saw her in the thick brush:I shook my head.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Just making sure you know where you’re going.
I saw her in the thick brush:You shouldn’t be out here after eight, y’know.”
I saw her in the thick brush:She peered at my mail truck.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Why are you here, then?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Drove to Lahe to cover for an employee.
I saw her in the thick brush:I was taking a shortcut back.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“To where?”
I saw her in the thick brush:I pointed over my shoulder.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Lowell.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“And you’re a possum,” she remarked.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Interesting.”
I saw her in the thick brush:She reached for her pencil to scribble something on her pad.
I saw her in the thick brush:Crickets chirped in the shade of overgrown roadside vegetation.
I saw her in the thick brush:No other vehicles sat on the road.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Do you live here?” I asked.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Same city.” She didn’t make eye contact; she just kept writing.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I took transit this morning.
I saw her in the thick brush:Then I walked out here alone.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“With camping supplies?” No answer from her.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Did you bring water?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“No.
I saw her in the thick brush:I’m just trying to get a closer look.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“At what?
I saw her in the thick brush:The afterlife?”
I saw her in the thick brush:I waited for a laugh or a chuckle, but she just frowned at me.
I saw her in the thick brush:I stuffed my paws in my pockets as she narrowed her eyes.
I saw her in the thick brush:“The deep swamp.
I saw her in the thick brush:I need to take in the lost colony with my own senses.
I saw her in the thick brush:The work of people—largely woodpeckers—who lived here before the weather
I saw her in the thick brush:pushed them to move away or die.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Maybe she was a ghost.
I saw her in the thick brush:Did my joke hit too close to home?
I saw her in the thick brush:I shook my head.
I saw her in the thick brush:“You’ll join them if you run into something venomous after dark.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Her rigid frown rose into interest.
I saw her in the thick brush:Maybe the first unconceited look she gave me.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Really?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“My uncle got bit out here once.
I saw her in the thick brush:Only made it back to town on his brother’s back.”
I saw her in the thick brush:She thought that over for a moment and nodded.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Thank you, uh…” She caught a glimpse of my name tag.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Riley.
I saw her in the thick brush:I’ll walk back now.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Dying sunlight filtered through palm branches.
I saw her in the thick brush:I turned around and beckoned her.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I can drive you back.”
I saw her in the thick brush:She raised an eyebrow.
I saw her in the thick brush:“While I watch you make deliveries?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“The route’s over.” I spread my paws.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Half-an-hour beats three, huh?”
I saw her in the thick brush:She followed me back to the mail truck, squinting as I slid open the door for her.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I didn’t know delivery trucks had passenger seats.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I stepped in and sat behind the wheel.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Where don’t they?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Home.” She clutched her sketchpad to her chest, then shot out a paw between us.
I saw her in the thick brush:“My name’s Luna, by the way.
I saw her in the thick brush:Exchange student from Bernan University.”
I saw her in the thick brush:The truck hummed as I started it up.
I saw her in the thick brush:“A whole continent of coast between here and there.” I looked idly
I saw her in the thick brush:at the GPS stationed between our legs and noticed my path back to
I saw her in the thick brush:the office turned near her school.
I saw her in the thick brush:“That’s what this ‘lost colony’ stuff is for, right?”
I saw her in the thick brush:She nodded, then paused to inspect my windshield trinkets, including
I saw her in the thick brush:my permit and business card.
I saw her in the thick brush:I checked my mirrors and hit the road.
I saw her in the thick brush:“An anthropology project,” she clarified.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Oh.
I saw her in the thick brush:Like, digging up bones?”
I saw her in the thick brush:She chuckled.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I’m not an archaeologist.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I snorted.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Hell if I know; I never went to college.
I saw her in the thick brush:I started here over a decade ago, and I didn’t need a degree to deliver.
I saw her in the thick brush:Or to manage.” With a paw resting on the wheel, I used
I saw her in the thick brush:the other to locate my lemonade.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Why waste my time?”
I saw her in the thick brush:She ignored that remark.
I saw her in the thick brush:“It’s really more than just digging.
I saw her in the thick brush:I’m not into physical work; I’m an artist.
I saw her in the thick brush:And I’m drawing the swamp.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“The whole thing?”
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna crossed her fingers and smiled.
I saw her in the thick brush:“That’s my plan.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I let that sit as I took a drink.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Sweetie, I think you’re gonna need a bigger canvas.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Oh, I know.
I saw her in the thick brush:That’s why I’m only sketching it.”
I saw her in the thick brush:That answer didn’t make much sense at all.
I saw her in the thick brush:Probably a project organized by some academic dictator with no
I saw her in the thick brush:regard for their students’ sanity.
I saw her in the thick brush:I shook my head and turned back to the road.
I saw her in the thick brush:As we rolled to the edge of the thicket, the sun scorched my eyes between
I saw her in the thick brush:the shadows of palm tree trunks.
I saw her in the thick brush:We put down our sun visors.
I saw her in the thick brush:She still had her head down over her sketchpad, pencil in paw,
I saw her in the thick brush:scribbling a couple pages ahead.
I saw her in the thick brush:From the short wiggling of her fingers, it looked like she was writing something.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Taking notes?”
I saw her in the thick brush:Her scribbling stopped.
I saw her in the thick brush:“No.” Then she flipped back to her previous page, continuing to
I saw her in the thick brush:work long strokes across the page.
I saw her in the thick brush:I turned up the A/C until it jostled the pages and licenses
I saw her in the thick brush:pinned to the dashboard.
I saw her in the thick brush:Below the rearview, the wind shook a hanging picture of my husband.
I saw her in the thick brush:Talkative one minute, one syllable answers the next.
I saw her in the thick brush:I cleared my throat and tried another approach.
I saw her in the thick brush:“What’s your drawing have to do with a lost colony?”
I saw her in the thick brush:She suddenly reflected on that, as if my question flipped a switch in her
I saw her in the thick brush:mind that pulled her away from her art.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Everything.
I saw her in the thick brush:It’s just as much about them as those who took their place.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I snickered.
I saw her in the thick brush:“City kids and their trailer parks?”
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna didn’t laugh.
I saw her in the thick brush:“That’s part of it.
I saw her in the thick brush:The land speaks its own language.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Profound,” I said.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I’m sure the academy will love it.”
I saw her in the thick brush:She continued as if I hadn’t spoken.
I saw her in the thick brush:“It tells us—if shy of context—fragments of who they were and how that
I saw her in the thick brush:identity shaped their home.
I saw her in the thick brush:What we see now is all the evidence I have.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I grabbed my drink with a free paw and pored over that.
I saw her in the thick brush:“And what does that tell you?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Nothing.
I saw her in the thick brush:That’s why I’m sketching it.
I saw her in the thick brush:I’m turning to nature for my muse.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Huh.” I studied her bushy tail as it curled into her lap.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I hope that works out for you.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Thank you.”
I saw her in the thick brush:A wooden sign pointed towards bordering towns, a marker
I saw her in the thick brush:of the fringe of the swamp.
I saw her in the thick brush:I stepped on the gas as I noticed the tree shadows lengthening.
I saw her in the thick brush:The engine purred with the choir of bugs.
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna cleared her throat.
I saw her in the thick brush:“May I ask why you left town for someone else’s route?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“His wife was due in three days.
I saw her in the thick brush:Some kids just can’t wait to get out of there.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Oh my.” Graphite swept across her page.
I saw her in the thick brush:“That’s generous of you.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Well, Mike’s been here a decade.
I saw her in the thick brush:Lydia’s in my squash club.
I saw her in the thick brush:It’s just another hour out of my day.”
I saw her in the thick brush:The A/C blew the smell of her fur through the truck when she stretched
I saw her in the thick brush:and peered back at the empty trunk.
I saw her in the thick brush:“You’re that close with your coworkers?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“We have the same routines, meet the same kinds of people;
I saw her in the thick brush:just part of being a team.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“That makes sense.” After chewing on her eraser, she turned back down to her book.
I saw her in the thick brush:“What about you?
I saw her in the thick brush:Do you have kids?”
I saw her in the thick brush:I shook my head.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Well, I was a surrogate father for a friend who couldn’t
I saw her in the thick brush:conceive with her husband.
I saw her in the thick brush:It’s their job now.
I saw her in the thick brush:Donating was the easy part.” I spun the wheel to turn into
I saw her in the thick brush:the final stretch of the swamp.
I saw her in the thick brush:“But for me?
I saw her in the thick brush:I’d love to adopt someday.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna’s tail flicked.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Not have your own?”
I saw her in the thick brush:A bit of a presumptuous question.
I saw her in the thick brush:I laughed and nodded at the picture hanging from the rearview.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I’d have to ask my partner.
I saw her in the thick brush:Something tells me he wouldn’t be able to carry one.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Oh!” Her eyes widened at the winking portrait of the T.
I saw her in the thick brush:rex.
I saw her in the thick brush:“What’s his name?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Luiz.” I waved my paw between us and flashed my wedding ring in the sunlight.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Been married ten years.
I saw her in the thick brush:He’s a pretty big filmmaker.
I saw her in the thick brush:You ever seen Fortress Escape?
I saw her in the thick brush:Snout Computer?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“No.” She stared back at me blankly.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Never heard of them.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I shrugged back to the road.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Well, they’re popular here.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Back the pencil went.
I saw her in the thick brush:We sat in silence as we crossed a bridge to leave the swamp proper.
I saw her in the thick brush:The robotic voice of the GPS woke me up as I turned past the stop
I saw her in the thick brush:sign to pull onto Palmside Drive.
I saw her in the thick brush:Sun at our backs, I glanced at Luna.
I saw her in the thick brush:“So...why here?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Hm?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“You could’ve picked a bigger city.
I saw her in the thick brush:Or even a smaller one.
I saw her in the thick brush:Hell—you’d find a million other lost colonies further
I saw her in the thick brush:inland.” I stroked my whiskers.
I saw her in the thick brush:“You got family here?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“No, I’m living in residence at the university.
I saw her in the thick brush:But for the city…” She brushed through her tail for a moment.
I saw her in the thick brush:“My friend left for a neighbouring city for her thesis.
I saw her in the thick brush:I almost followed, but I thought it wouldn’t be right for me
I saw her in the thick brush:to stay that close to home.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I squinted at an upcoming traffic light.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I’m not sure I follow.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“I wanted to prove to myself that I could live apart from my parents.
I saw her in the thick brush:I picked Lowell because it shares the climate of cities I know, yet,
I saw her in the thick brush:for being hardly two hours from the border...your culture’s so different.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Is it?”
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna dropped the sketchpad on her knees, page down.
I saw her in the thick brush:“In every way.
I saw her in the thick brush:Take your stores, for example.
I saw her in the thick brush:There’s no clerk at the door.” She stretched out her feet.
I saw her in the thick brush:“The buses have no leg room.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“That’s not just a cultural thing.” I chuckled and recited a phrase
I saw her in the thick brush:my dad used to tell me as a kid.
I saw her in the thick brush:“That’s called municipal incompetence.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Her warm laugh was pleasant to hear.
I saw her in the thick brush:“My sample size is small.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Is that an issue in your studies?” I perched my elbow on the window.
I saw her in the thick brush:The truck fell silent at the light, apart from the ticking of the turn signal.
I saw her in the thick brush:She spent a moment thinking that question over, as if it
I saw her in the thick brush:meant the world’s importance.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Sometimes I’m afraid I can’t tell the full story; that the evidence isn’t
I saw her in the thick brush:there and my curiosity will never be satisfied.” She tapped her paws together,
I saw her in the thick brush:mimicking the rhythm of the ticker.
I saw her in the thick brush:“What about you?”
I saw her in the thick brush:My gaze drifted from the window to her eyes in the mirror.
I saw her in the thick brush:“What about me?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“You carry around so many letters.
I saw her in the thick brush:Don’t you ever wonder what they say?”
I saw her in the thick brush:I frowned.
I saw her in the thick brush:“That’s never crossed my mind.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“How many love letters have you delivered without a thought in the world?
I saw her in the thick brush:How many acceptance papers?” A smile pried at her lips.
I saw her in the thick brush:“How many sperm donations?”
I saw her in the thick brush:The joke hit me like a truck.
I saw her in the thick brush:Had to set the gear to park to not rear-end the poor fellow in front.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Aha!
I saw her in the thick brush:Hopefully they weren’t on Mike’s route!
I saw her in the thick brush:But, y’know, you don’t think about what’s in the envelopes.
I saw her in the thick brush:You just care about making it on time.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Right.” Luna shuffled her feet.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Speaking of making it on time, I was wondering if you could do something
I saw her in the thick brush:else for me before we’re at my stop.
I saw her in the thick brush:You see, I haven’t really gotten a chance to talk to many residents, so
I saw her in the thick brush:I’d like to tape myself asking you a couple questions about the swamp.
I saw her in the thick brush:I need some audio tracks for my project, and I’ve been
I saw her in the thick brush:looking for original material.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Traffic slowed on the other side of the intersection as I thought about it.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I don’t know if I’ll be helpful, but we could try.”
I saw her in the thick brush:The traffic light turned green, letting us into the city with
I saw her in the thick brush:the sun glowing angelic white on Luna’s fur from beyond the window.
I saw her in the thick brush:From her pocket she produced a phone.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Eight-twenty-three,” she recited into the microphone, “Thursday, July six.
I saw her in the thick brush:Interview five.” Luna glanced at me.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Riley the letter carrier.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Local postal service branch manager,” I corrected.
I saw her in the thick brush:She snorted.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Riley the ‘that’.
I saw her in the thick brush:To start off, did you grow up here?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Nope.
I saw her in the thick brush:Moved here with my husband thirteen years ago.” I flipped up my sun visor.
I saw her in the thick brush:She didn’t follow.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Have you ever visited the Lahe Swamp before today?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“We hiked out there a few times, me and Luiz.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“And did you know about the colony?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Never heard of it until today.
I saw her in the thick brush:If your project is banking on this, I could drop you off at the museum.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Been there, obviously.” She tapped the pencil against her teeth.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Was Luiz born here?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Yeah.
I saw her in the thick brush:Grew up about eight minutes from here.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“He learned quite a bit about the swamp growing up, I take it.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Probably.
I saw her in the thick brush:You want my number?
I saw her in the thick brush:I could ask him about it and talk later.”
I saw her in the thick brush:She glanced at his picture.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Maybe.
I saw her in the thick brush:I still want to get through this, though.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Suit yourself.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Did he ever tell you about the area?” Luna watched another truck pass by.
I saw her in the thick brush:“The giant trees with holes bored through their trunks?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“He said he used to play in them with his friends when they were kids.
I saw her in the thick brush:Some hollows have ladders to the branches, which used to be shelter
I saw her in the thick brush:for…” I trailed off at my realization.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Those are the ruins, aren’t they?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“According to most accounts.
I saw her in the thick brush:Ones he probably heard about in school.
I saw her in the thick brush:You said he grew up on the outskirts of the city, right?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Still had to walk a ways for schooling, if I recall.” I chuckled shortly.
I saw her in the thick brush:“That part always shocked me.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“What?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“That infrastructure was so dialed back.
I saw her in the thick brush:My dad was born here, but he moved to Sully before I was born.
I saw her in the thick brush:I was in school a little while later than Luiz, but the
I saw her in the thick brush:buses I rode were years old.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“How much older is Luiz?
I saw her in the thick brush:Is he much taller than you?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Twelve years.
I saw her in the thick brush:And a couple feet.” My eyes drifted to my side window, watching the
I saw her in the thick brush:palm trees and bushes speed by.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Wait, what does that have to do with anything?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“I have a classmate studying height differences in marriages.
I saw her in the thick brush:Even cross-species, partners tend to end up closer than their
I saw her in the thick brush:averages.” She waved a paw.
I saw her in the thick brush:“But I’ve got a friend back in Bernan who’s dating an older fellow too.
I saw her in the thick brush:Her parents aren’t too happy about it.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“I know that noise.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“With the age gap?” Luna was staring out the window and
I saw her in the thick brush:drawing again when I peeped over.
I saw her in the thick brush:I couldn’t quite see her sketch, but it didn’t look like a landscape.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I don’t think Dad’s quite over it.
I saw her in the thick brush:He never talked to me about romance after I came out.” I scratched my muzzle.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Mom thought homosexuality was evil.
I saw her in the thick brush:Up until she died.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Oh.
I saw her in the thick brush:I’m so sorry.” She studied me with sympathetic eyes.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Even living in Sully?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Just because she lived there didn’t mean she fit in.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna’s ears drooped.
I saw her in the thick brush:I caught it in the corner of my vision as I pulled up to a red light.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Did your dad side with her?”
I saw her in the thick brush:I scowled at her.
I saw her in the thick brush:“What does this have to do with your lost colony again?”
I saw her in the thick brush:That stopped her in her tracks.
I saw her in the thick brush:Her eyes fell back to her page.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Sorry.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I took a deep breath.
I saw her in the thick brush:A pair of pedestrians walked by—two birds I didn’t recognize the pattern of.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Dad used to work in lumber with all those traditionalist macho types.
I saw her in the thick brush:He was always hellbent on manning me up—teaching me to be like him.
I saw her in the thick brush:More selfish than malicious.
I saw her in the thick brush:We haven’t talked since Mom died.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna hesitated.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Ah.
I saw her in the thick brush:I’m sorry.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I chuckled shortly.
I saw her in the thick brush:“You can stop apologizing, you know.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Oh.” She pursed lips that barely hid a smile.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I’m not sorry for that.”
I saw her in the thick brush:With a smirk, I ran my fingers over the leather of the wheel.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Dad met Luiz once.
I saw her in the thick brush:It was awkward, and I figured he felt threatened.
I saw her in the thick brush:I think we wanted different things out of life, so I stopped returning his calls.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“There’s something to be said about found family,” Luna mused.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Not to make assumptions about your own lived experience, but you
I saw her in the thick brush:shouldn’t have to put up with them just because they’re possums.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Right.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Nearing the towers downtown, Luna turned to me again.
I saw her in the thick brush:“So, what was it like moving across the continent to stay here?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Well, I had Lou.
I saw her in the thick brush:We met when I sat next to him at a film festival.
I saw her in the thick brush:Business trip for him, day out for me and my friends.” A car came up on my rear.
I saw her in the thick brush:I merged to let it pass.
I saw her in the thick brush:“It’s funny.
I saw her in the thick brush:It was raining so hard I almost stayed home that day.
I saw her in the thick brush:I remember what kind of stuff I was worrying about when I brushed my
I saw her in the thick brush:teeth and got dressed that morning.
I saw her in the thick brush:Everything that turned out to be so meaningless packed into a day that
I saw her in the thick brush:changed the trajectory of my life.”
I saw her in the thick brush:She smirked.
I saw her in the thick brush:“You called me the philosophical one.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Well, I asked him out before I left.
I saw her in the thick brush:I was shooting a lot of shots then, since things hadn’t worked out with my last few
I saw her in the thick brush:boyfriends.” I kept my eyes fixed on the road, carefully navigating the half-lane
I saw her in the thick brush:left by cars parked on the side of it.
I saw her in the thick brush:“He didn’t even tell me about his growing fame until our third date.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Defense mechanism?” Luna spun around her pencil.
I saw her in the thick brush:“There’s a lot of crazies trying to date fame.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I scoffed.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Oh, I’m crazy too!
I saw her in the thick brush:I just don’t care about fame.”
I saw her in the thick brush:The sky glowed yellow above the concrete jungle.
I saw her in the thick brush:Orange hues highlighted the tips of purple clouds marking a day fleeting.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Has it been a bit of an adjustment, then?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Yeah,” I said, staring at a billboard in the distance.
I saw her in the thick brush:“But you face challenges in any relationship.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Thirteen years, though, right?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Doesn’t mean it’ll last forever.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna didn’t say anything.
I saw her in the thick brush:After a moment of quiet, she looked at me wistfully.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Nothing lasts forever.”
I saw her in the thick brush:It was a curious thing to say to someone nearly twice her age—not
I saw her in the thick brush:that it even felt like I’d lived half my life since that age.
I saw her in the thick brush:My parents always talked about that as an existential fear.
I saw her in the thick brush:For our differences, there were some things I managed to inherit.
I saw her in the thick brush:That thought gave me some butterflies.
I saw her in the thick brush:I hadn’t talked to Dad in months.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Riley?” She had to repeat it before I heard it.
I saw her in the thick brush:I snapped out of my reverie.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Uh huh?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“I think you missed a right.”
I saw her in the thick brush:My eyes snapped down to the GPS screen.
I saw her in the thick brush:Then up to the hospital in the distance.
I saw her in the thick brush:God damn it.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Thanks.
I saw her in the thick brush:Got a little off-track.” I glanced over at her phone, still recording from her lap.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Speaking of...your interview.
I saw her in the thick brush:I think I’ve talked more about myself than I have your subject.”
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna shook her head.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I asked you about yourself.
I saw her in the thick brush:There’s only so much you can say about the land itself.
I saw her in the thick brush:And what’s that worth out of context?”
I saw her in the thick brush:“The interview was worth a shot,” I offered.
I saw her in the thick brush:“It’s worth something more to me.” She turned back down to her drawing.
I saw her in the thick brush:“You haven’t studied the swamp like I have, but your experience
I saw her in the thick brush:of the structures built around it is valuable to me.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I sat waiting to turn back onto the correct path.
I saw her in the thick brush:A group of pedestrians walked ahead at the light.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I wasn’t born here.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“But have those thirteen years felt incomplete?
I saw her in the thick brush:You had to adapt here as an adult, rather than learn it from birth like
I saw her in the thick brush:your husband.” Her pencil stopped moving.
I saw her in the thick brush:“You just might see the things lifelong residents are blind to.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Like what?”
I saw her in the thick brush:She held my gaze, hauntingly still for a moment.
I saw her in the thick brush:Finally, her eyes turned away and she shrugged under the
I saw her in the thick brush:arms of her herb-scented cloak.
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna’s silence remained as we drove upon ancient stone buildings that clashed with
I saw her in the thick brush:the sleek modern towers in the distance.
I saw her in the thick brush:I cornered into a busway on the fringe of her campus and pulled over.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Ding, dong!” I sang.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Riley Transit has reached the end of the line.
I saw her in the thick brush:Thank you for riding with us and please do not charge the doors!”
I saw her in the thick brush:“With jokes like that, I see why you want to be a dad,” Luna grumbled.
I saw her in the thick brush:Her phone camera snapped.
I saw her in the thick brush:It was pointed down at her open sketchbook.
I saw her in the thick brush:Quick paws ripped out the page and held it to me.
I saw her in the thick brush:I blinked down at the sketched face of the possum.
I saw her in the thick brush:Behind him stood a T.
I saw her in the thick brush:rex resting a hand on his opposite shoulder.
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna scratched the back of her neck.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I hope I captured his likeness.
I saw her in the thick brush:Your picture of him is really small.”
I saw her in the thick brush:There was a hopeful glimmer in my eye, matched by Luiz’s warm smile.
I saw her in the thick brush:She drew me with my cap, funnily; I guess she couldn’t see me without it.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Luna, this is incredible!
I saw her in the thick brush:Wait a minute, let me take a picture...” I rummaged through my
I saw her in the thick brush:pocket until her paw landed on my wrist.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I drew it for you to keep.
I saw her in the thick brush:I have everything I need.
I saw her in the thick brush:Except…” She held a blank contact entry out on her phone.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Could we exchange numbers?
I saw her in the thick brush:I’m still looking for leads and I’d love to talk to Luiz directly.
I saw her in the thick brush:Or anyone you know who might be connected in any way—through
I saw her in the thick brush:great-grandparents, even—to the people who lived in that swamp.”
I saw her in the thick brush:I took the phone from her.
I saw her in the thick brush:“I’ll see what I can do.”
I saw her in the thick brush:After swapping contact info, we shook paws.
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna then stepped out onto the sidewalk and stood at the door.
I saw her in the thick brush:Her smile glowed brighter than her cloak as she held her sketchbook
I saw her in the thick brush:and nodded to me once more.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Thank you so much!
I saw her in the thick brush:This means a lot to me, Riley!”
I saw her in the thick brush:I started to wave at her.
I saw her in the thick brush:Then a thought that bugged me from the moment I saw her resurfaced.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Y’know, you remind me of someone.”
I saw her in the thick brush:“Who?”
I saw her in the thick brush:Hesitation caught up with my pursuit.
I saw her in the thick brush:I’d sound like a total jackass if she took it wrong.
I saw her in the thick brush:On second thought, I just shook my head.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Nevermind.
I saw her in the thick brush:Just a memory.” My fingers found the brim of my cap.
I saw her in the thick brush:“You have a good night.
I saw her in the thick brush:I’ll be sure to get back!”
I saw her in the thick brush:Luna vanished into the parking lot as I tapped off the GPS and
I saw her in the thick brush:turned back onto familiar roads.
I saw her in the thick brush:I didn’t see much of the city on the way back to the office.
I saw her in the thick brush:I was far too preoccupied by the decision Luna prodded me back towards
I saw her in the thick brush:to drive with more than simple reflex.
I saw her in the thick brush:The muscle memory was so ingrained into me that even in dreams I often
I saw her in the thick brush:found myself driving these streets.
I saw her in the thick brush:I told everyone I could navigate downtown with my eyes closed.
I saw her in the thick brush:Something about Luna made me forget that.
I saw her in the thick brush:I sipped my drink, tasting nothing but the last couple drops sitting at the bottom.
I saw her in the thick brush:The thought wouldn’t leave my mind as long as I let it foster.
I saw her in the thick brush:Luiz was waiting for me at home, and I wanted to do this without him there.
I saw her in the thick brush:I knew he would ask if I had to retreat to another room.
I saw her in the thick brush:On a quieter avenue, a couple blocks down from the postal office,
I saw her in the thick brush:I pulled over beside the curb.
I saw her in the thick brush:I fished around for my phone, opened the contact list and
I saw her in the thick brush:scrolled past Luna’s entry.
I saw her in the thick brush:Names flew under my thumb, years whizzing by, until I finally
I saw her in the thick brush:loomed upon a long-unused number.
I saw her in the thick brush:Headlining his profile was a contact photo at least a decade old.
I saw her in the thick brush:There he stood, an aging woodpecker, grinning tall and proud with
I saw her in the thick brush:his possum wife in his arms.
I saw her in the thick brush:My thumb hovered over the call button.
I saw her in the thick brush:With a deep breath, I took the plunge and pressed the phone to my ear.
I saw her in the thick brush:The sun was gone from view, leaving behind a vista of millions
I saw her in the thick brush:of colours over the city sky.
I saw her in the thick brush:I slouched back in my seat, watching traffic pile up at the
I saw her in the thick brush:light as the phone rang in my paw.
I saw her in the thick brush:The second ring followed.
I saw her in the thick brush:The third ring felt as long as a lifetime.
I saw her in the thick brush:The fourth ring inhabited its own eternity.
I saw her in the thick brush:I knew it.
I saw her in the thick brush:I let go of my held breath and sat up straight.
I saw her in the thick brush:Why did I think he’d still pick up after this long?
I saw her in the thick brush:During the fifth ring, I prepared to hang up before it sent me to voicemail.
I saw her in the thick brush:Instead, the ring cut out.
I saw her in the thick brush:My mouth went dry.
I saw her in the thick brush:I must’ve registered the old landline, because the line crackled a little.
I saw her in the thick brush:The signal travelled a continent to reach me, but it seemed as
I saw her in the thick brush:though he were lightyears away.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Riley?” His voice, a familiar whistle, sounded frail, yet hopeful, like a
I saw her in the thick brush:man finding an oasis in the desert.
I saw her in the thick brush:Guilt panged in my chest.
I saw her in the thick brush:The intersection light turned green, prompting a mass
I saw her in the thick brush:migration of traffic ahead.
I saw her in the thick brush:I waited until I could muster up the courage to speak.
I saw her in the thick brush:What could I even say?
I saw her in the thick brush:I peeked down at Luna’s sketch.
I saw her in the thick brush:The confident possum wore a wordless smile.
I saw her in the thick brush:His partner, too, spoke only from his eyes.
I saw her in the thick brush:Yet, with not a word on the page, the drawing read like a letter long
I saw her in the thick brush:sealed from the back of the mail truck.
I saw her in the thick brush:Sitting open, it told me exactly what to say.
I saw her in the thick brush:“Hey, Dad.
I saw her in the thick brush:I’m in your hometown.”
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