Thursday, February 12, 2015
Lent (Blogophilia 51.7)
Moonlike, the face reflected the glow from the screen.
“..and now my Brothers and Sisters as we begin the quadragesimal journey into the personal wilderness that is Lent, we strive for a plan of examination for our souls…”
The white clad figure droned on.
“Yeah, right.” Jeremy spoke at the screen. “I’m tired of being in the wilderness.”
Ever impatient, he pressed the remote button.
“..I’m feeling like a bad boy, mmm just like a bad boy. I’m ripping up a rag doll…”
The singer’s curls looked almost three dimensional on the little screen. Jeremy smiled at the cute figure, knowing what was to come.
Blackness replaced the glow. There was a lot of data to process, and like the Priest said, a lot to plan. The forty days for him was up.
And yes, he was going to be very, very bad boy.
Pigs think they are smart, don’t they? They were too obvious rooting around those cars. They were in the wrong place for the hit. Who cares? It wasn’t time, yet. Two packages were safely tucked in the trunk and they didn’t know. Just put on a song and dance out the back seat and let them wonder.
Tomorrow is go time.
Pic Guesses-Wonderland, Lost, Proper education, Dreaming, Hero,