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Sunday Morning

The sun was shining.

Too bright

The birds sang

Too loud.

The front door opened, 

"MOM!"

Too loud.

"Mom, where are you? I brought Ichiro for you to look after, like we arranged..?

I'm dreaming this... I hope..

 

morgen

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Diametrics.

 

 

“Guhhhh…!”

 

Sunday Morning. Hyle was half asleep, feeling the after effect of another great party. It was the sound of a motor outside and men calling instructions outside that woke her. She wondered what the noise was.

 

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Outward, the Circles Grow. [7]

 

Kirsten paced back and forth.

At the window to Joe’s study she once again pushed the curtain to one side and looked down the street. Nothing. Well, no red Interceptor, just the usual comings and goings of neighbours and the odd tradesman. She went back and sat bolt upright on one of Joe’s chesterfields. For about two minutes, before pacing yet again to the window for another look.

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Outward, the Circles Grow. [6]

 

Dwight Frye paused for a moment outside the door of The Ranyhyn Company office. His mind was still full of the image of the wasted form of Miss Berg. He had not actually entered the office since before Hanne got shot. All the while he had been in the building with Fischer he had remained in the cellar. He reached into his pocket and took out the keypad with which he disarmed the security system. He put the key into the lock and turned it. Immediately he became suspicious.

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Outward, the Circles Grow. [5]

 

Silja just stood, closer to the door than the bed. One minute went by, then the second minute. Tuki stood and watched her friend, waiting for an emotional reaction which did not appear. She filled the silence with an outline of what treatment they had given Hanne since she was admitted. Still Silja stood motionless emotionless. Tuki’s description tailed off into silence, she paused before putting her hand on Silja’s shoulder.

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Outward, the Circles Grow. [4]

 

Officer Kopkage tapped on the door and pushed it open. The office was bright, not as big as he had expected but still well appointed, functional. The furnishings were simple, to one side a row of filing cabinets stood to attention and to the other, a comfortable sofa took pride of place next to a large window which looked out onto a low stone veranda.

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Outward, the Circles Grow. [3]

 

Silja was not driving fast. Not at all. The red Inty grumbled its way along the road to Hope Springs, an unwilling foot hardly touching the throttle. One by one the kilometres crawled by, Silja sat tight lipped, the one hand on the steering wheel showed pale knuckles. She didn’t want to be making this trip but Kirsten had insisted, even giving her the day off to do so. ‘She is your sister after all, Silja.’

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Outward, the Circles Grow. [2]

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Nurse Maisie was just finishing fastening a loose cardigan on Hanne as Dwight and Dr. Troy entered the room. Dwight was initially surprised to see Hanne sitting upright ina wheelchair beside the bed. The last time he saw her she was attached to machines and monitors. The several wires and tubes keeping life going while the medics fought to save her.

 

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Outward, the Circles Grow. [1]

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Dwight Frye took one final peek over the truncated edge of the bridge then turned away. Walking calmly back to his car he removed his blue serge overall, folded it neatly and placed it in the boot on top of the remnants of the roll of Duct Tape.

 

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A Shot In The Dark [Epilogue]

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"The bright blue eyes gazed back defiantly from under a mass of tousled blonde locks"

 

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A Shot In The Dark [10]

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He had been waiting all night for this.

Fischer had been watching the clock in Beau’s. He had also been watching with some envy at the bunch in the corner laughing together, playing Pool, and generally having a good time.

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A Shot In The Dark [9]

 

Mick Fischer was probably one of the closest people to the pond then the bomb went off. He had been dozing against the wall of the entrance to the Life-net bunker. The shock made him leap to his feet then he found himself gazing at the column of water erupted thirty or forty metres up into the air.

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A Shot In The Dark [8]

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Kirsten.” Joe said, softly smiling, palms held up before him. His supplication did nothing so deflect or reduce the dark brown Oriental fury that was emanating from Kirsten’s eyes. The left hand rose to indicate the lounge door. The right arm lowered a bemused Anneka to the ground. The thin brown lips gave only slightly to issue Anni an instruction.

Go find Silja.”

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A Shot In The Dark [7]

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No No it went… Hast du etwas Zeit für mich, Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich, Von 99 Luftballons, Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont” Meike warbled, then went on to explain. “It was very popular one time, a sort of protest song, everyone sang it at parties!”

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A Shot In The Dark [6]

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Henning prised the wood panel out of it’s frame and set it to one side. He licked his dry lips as he reached into the now revealed recess. His hand closed around the bottle. Well one of them, there were six in the void behind the wall.

 

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A Shot In The Dark [5]

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Crossing the hall from Joe’s study to the kitchen, Silja’s legs felt like jelly. Maybe it was the brandy, but the time she had just spent with Joe made her think deeply about her situation, a lot.


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A Shot In The Dark [4]

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The thing about a long car journey is that it provides plenty of time to mull things over in the mind.


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A Shot In The Dark [3]

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Silja sat tight lipped in the passenger seat of Joe’s van. She could see Joe’s knuckles showing white even against his pallid skin. She listened to him breathing through his nose, it was slow, regular, but through his nose, audible above the rumble of the van and the odd crashed gear change. Silja rubbed at the chafing left on her wrists by several applications of handcuffs. She was not looking forward to arriving at Chez- Spivey, not one bit.

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A Shot In The Dark [2]

 

 The three police officers knowledge of Icelandic expletives was expanding exponentially as they hauled Silja out of the van and into the Police Station. The tirade only intensified as they shut the iron door to the cell.

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A Shot In The Dark [1] A continuation of 'Siblings'

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Kirsten’s morning was not going well.

 

She had started the day in a benevolent mood. Yesterday had been Silja’s day off and she had decided to let Silja sleep late. Silja had come home late and had probably had a nice evening with her friends so Kirsten had seen to breakfast.

 

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Doodles

 

One day a long time ago, Pre-Fall in fact.

It was a nice sunny morning. Too nice to stay at home

So....

A mother took her two daughters for a trip into Copenhagen.

 

Can you name the girls?

 

day out

 

 

 

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Well it seemed like a good idea at the time !

 

 

“Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.”

 

“What did?” Theis stopped grinding coffee beans and put the machine to one side.

 

“When Reavy showed up after the party, I was so happy. I have not seen her for months.”

 

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(Waffel) House Calls

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"Nice threads !" 

Theis elbowed Hyle and nodded at the man who had just got out of a rather well mentained car and was heading for the Waffelhus door.

Hyle glanced up from makng a list in her notepad, glanced down then immediately looked up once more. She smiled, stood up straight and smoothed out her red Waffelhusvest. She looked back at Theis, who was also smoothing out his waffelhusvest.

"I saw him first." Theis smirked.

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Carry the load

“No, it’s OK. I’ll get Theis to lift the ammo up to you.”

 

Hyle backed the Rover up close to Reavy’s tank. Theis wondered what it was exactly he had let himself in for when he took the barista job at The Waffelhus.

 

“Nice shade of pink, Hyle.” Reavy said with a tiny bit of enthusiasm.

 

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The Waffelhus Gets a Facelift

Hyle had decided several weeks before the birth of Ichiro that The Waffelhus was looking a bit dreary, even the clinic was looking more modern.

Her first thought was to get Taiyoko in to do some odd jobs, but she decided that he was probably to busy, what with impending fatherhood, the job at Joe's factory and what-not.

So she tracked down a team of builders. Oz, Moxy, Neville, Wayne and Dennis from New Flagstaff.

 

"Err. Ya divvent need any roofin work d'yer, Pet? Coz wha havvint got a roofer see. Eez.. err ,dissapeerd ... somewhere"

 

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Little Scene From Barry the Roofer

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Barry took a deep breath and went inside to report. He appraoched the counter and stopped in front of Hyle. Barry opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out, not a word. He just stood there with his mouth open. 

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Warm Sunday

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"Just a little bit higher, Hyle."

"Here?"  Hyle asked, the strain telling in her voice.

"Up a bit more. Yes !" Sharky strained, twisting himself around.

"I don't know why you are giving instructions," Veronica said, "You cant even see Hyles bush from down there."

Hyle chuckled. 

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Reavy, At Work

 

 

 

"One..."

Silent, senses fully aware. Poised, feline, acute

"Two..."

Someone is about to have thier day spoiled

"Three..."

 

 

shh

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Busser.. [Busses]

 

 

" You see...  "

Hyle chops some lettuce, then lays it on a plate.

" Busses... "

She adds some finely chopped skalotteløg...  chalot. schalot.. nevermind..

"  Oh yes  busses..  the thing about busses is.."

She thinly slices tomato.. termater.. tomato     pfft, Americans.. 

"Is that..   you wait ages for one.. "

She adds a few slices of ham .. and for some reason Sharky comes into her mind... She adds the ham to her salad

".. Then,  three come at once.. ..  Typical !"

 

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A Gift for Reavy

“ No No it’s wonderful.. Really !”

 

“But.. there is a but, right ?”

 

“ Ermm.. It’s a bit.. Pink?… maybe ? “

 

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