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Saturday's Storyteller: "The others saw what she couldn't..."

by Belinda Roddie The others saw what she couldn't, and when the shadows converged, they grabbed her by the arm and dragged her somewhere safer. She could certainly hear the clicking of teeth, like metal on metal, and the growls and puffs of warm air around her. But she could not see the threat. They could, and they protected her because of it. The white cane she gripped in whitened fingers had merely become an extra appendage now - an extension of desperation into a world she had no real perception of. Besides, the poor thing was bent out of shape now - contorted, cracked and hardly reliable. She had received the cane four years prior, before the Madness had begun. Now, it was as if she carried it on her out of pity, rather than out of actual use. Not that it mattered. Her other senses had sharpened, though not by too much. She could smell the stale deodorant that others used - the tart store bought kind, kept in boxes in the basement of the cabin where they all stayed.

Today's OneWord: Pathway

"So what do I do now?" The counselor I was sitting across from didn't look the least bit enthused while responding. "Frankly, I only see one pathway for you," he intoned, "if you don't pass senior English - and that's summer school. There are plenty of programs that would be willing to take you in..." "Or," I countered, "you know, I could just drop out and continue to work at the car shop because it's kind of what I want to do with my life - that's two pathways now, isn't it?"