Episode 36
Synchro
“Officers Fran Teddington,” the plain clothed woman nodded at Cindy and Synch, “and Brett Macchan will take the first shift,” said David. Brett half smiled at them.
The main room must have been a ball-room in the house’s hey day. Now it was fitted out with stretchers, bedding and tea making paraphernalia.
“Is this really necessary?” Synch asked.
“Unfortunately yes,” said David.
“I don’t see anything in my future that suggests I’ll be attacked or murdered.”
He looked hard at Cindy.
“Or Cindy,” he added.
“How sure are you that people aren’t able to change their future?” said David.
“The department consults with other psychics and they agree it’s possible to do so,” Will Brown said.
“It’s a bit new to me. I’m only sure that what I see at that moment will happen,” said Synch. “I guess if I told someone they’d have a car accident at a particular time at a particular place they could stay home in bed that day.”
Continued…
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Friday, March 13, 2009
Episode 35: Home Away From Home
Episode 35
Synchro
The car stopped in a driveway. Through the shadows of darkness Synch saw the house of many columns. The old two story building clung together with scrolls and curlycues ornate and bordering on derelict. Years of neglect shattered what must have been at one time a grand dwelling.
“Get out of the car and walk quickly. Don’t look around,” David instructed.
His eyes darted about, searching.
The quartette made their dash to sanctuary.
The battered front door opened as they approached.
Synch held Cindy’s hand tight a weak effort, he thought, at conveying being there for her. Hell, if it wasn’t for him she wouldn’t be here in the first place.
“Make yourselves comfortable,” said David. “This is going to be home until the suspect is apprehended.”
Synch and Cindy stared at him.
“The man’s a psychopath. We have to protect you and this is the safest place,” David said.
Cindy shuddered.
“I’m sorry,” Synch said to her.
Her bottom lip gave a tiny quiver. Her eyes floated in watery pools.
Synch took her in his arms and held her tight.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
A Short Short Story: http://easywaytowrite.19.forumer.com/viewtopic.php?t=9
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Synchro
The car stopped in a driveway. Through the shadows of darkness Synch saw the house of many columns. The old two story building clung together with scrolls and curlycues ornate and bordering on derelict. Years of neglect shattered what must have been at one time a grand dwelling.
“Get out of the car and walk quickly. Don’t look around,” David instructed.
His eyes darted about, searching.
The quartette made their dash to sanctuary.
The battered front door opened as they approached.
Synch held Cindy’s hand tight a weak effort, he thought, at conveying being there for her. Hell, if it wasn’t for him she wouldn’t be here in the first place.
“Make yourselves comfortable,” said David. “This is going to be home until the suspect is apprehended.”
Synch and Cindy stared at him.
“The man’s a psychopath. We have to protect you and this is the safest place,” David said.
Cindy shuddered.
“I’m sorry,” Synch said to her.
Her bottom lip gave a tiny quiver. Her eyes floated in watery pools.
Synch took her in his arms and held her tight.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
A Short Short Story: http://easywaytowrite.19.forumer.com/viewtopic.php?t=9
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