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Do celu tam się wysiada. Lec Stanisław Jerzy (pierw. de Tusch-Letz, 1909-1966)
A bogowie grają w kości i nie pytają wcale czy chcesz przyłączyć się do gry (. . . ) Bogowie kpią sobie z twojego poukładanego życia (. . . ) nie przejmują się zbytnio ani naszymi planami na przyszłość ani oczekiwaniami. Gdzieś we wszechświecie rzucają kości i przypadkiem wypada twoja kolej. I odtąd zwyciężyć lub przegrać - to tylko kwestia szczęścia. Borys Pasternak
Idąc po kurzych jajach nie podskakuj. Przysłowie szkockie
I Herkules nie poradzi przeciwko wielu.
Dialog półinteligentów równa się monologowi ćwierćinteligenta. Stanisław Jerzy Lec (pierw. de Tusch - Letz, 1909-1966)
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.Her brother had lived with her nottoo long ago while he was between jobs.She d told him that during one of theirlunches.They were close, obviously.Shannon glowed when she spoke abouther little brother.He had a feeling if hespoke with Chris, the feeling would bemutual.For a long moment, John wonderedwhat it would feel like to be thatconnected to another person.To have asomebody.His mother had dropped himoff at the orphanage when he was fiveyears old.He remembered the dayperfectly.It had been bright and sunny,and she had been unusually nice to himthat day.Letting him ride in the frontseat, getting him a hamburger from McDonald s.And she had been sober.He d been so surprised and it stuck outin his memory as one of the best timeshe d ever had with her.When she had pulled up to the curbof the big, beautiful church, he hadn tthought anything was out of the ordinary.They often when to church rummagesales and food lines.But when shehanded him a paper sack with his clothesin it, he knew something was wrong.There were tears in her eyes as she toldhim things had changed, and that if hewas a good little boy, he would be ableto find a family that would love him andbe better able to take care of him.Johnhadn t understood.What had he done to make her mad? Crying had only madeher more determined, until she finallysnapped at him, This is why I m gettingrid of you. She left him standing there on thesteps as he cried his eyes out.It was thelast time he d ever seen her.John contemplated the suburbanscene in front of him as he rubbed thebridge of his nose.He d covered a lot ofdistance between then and now.Actually, if he thought about it, he wasfairly proud of where he was.For anabandoned kid that had barely scrapedthrough school, he did good in themilitary.Commendations and awardswere stacked in a box in his closet,telling him how brave other people thought he was.As a Gunnery Sergeant,he had been well respected by his men.His orders were followed immediatelyand without question, and his team hadhad one of the lowest casualty counts inhis company.Well, until that day outside of Kabul.Everything had gone to shit then.He tipped his head to one side, thenthe other, cracking the bones in his neck.He scrubbed his hands through his hairand flicked the ignition on withoutstarting the truck.He pressed buttons onthe radio until he found an irritatingstation that would keep him awake.Shannon was up and moving aroundby seven o clock.John thought it was safe to head back to the apartment.Maybe he could catch a few minutessleep in his bed before he had to go in tothe office and submit the evidence.Jamison would not appreciate businesson a Saturday, but it couldn t be helped.*****Through a crack in her bedroom drapes,Shannon watched John pull away fromthe curb, several yards down the street.Her heart warmed at the thought of himwaiting out there in the cold, watching tomake sure she was okay.For a man whodidn t have any relationships, family orotherwise, she was amazed at how wellhe took care of her.If she confronted him about it, he would deny it, of course.Butshe knew the truth.John Palmer had anincredibly warm, caring heart.And he seemed to have a soft spotfor her.Smiling, she turned and headed forthe hot shower.She needed to clean andshop today. Chapter ThreeChad called Zeke at three. Lo? Dude, are you still in bed? There was silence on the other endof the line, and Chad thought the otherman had fallen asleep. Maybe.What doyou want? It s damn& early. He snorted. No, it s not.It s afterthree.What time do you normally getup? Zeke yawned on the other end of theline. Mm, five-ish.Depends on the jobthe night before. Well, whatever.You need to get up.Are you going with me? The silence stretched on the otherend of the line even longer, and Chadknew Zeke had hoped he d forgotten. I don t know, Chad.I m not& ch-chomping at the bit for a girlfriend likeyou& are.I don t need to go out and belooked at like a bug over and overagain. Chad winced at the too-bluntdescription of their normal nights out.Zeke was all too right.Finding girls wasnot the problem, it was getting to knowthem.Between Chad s obviouslyfucked-up arm and Zeke s long pausesand patchwork face, people tended togive them a wide berth, no matter howfriendly they tried to be.And if the women did pause long enough for adrink, they usually fell into twocategories: the motherers and the pityers.Neither of which they were in the marketfor.If he wanted to be mothered orpitied, he could go back home to Texas.He was hungry for companionship,though.It had been years since he d beenin a serious relationship, and monthssince his last half-dressed fuck.The first time he d been with awoman, she d said over and over againshe d be fine with his amputation, andthat she d seen injuries like his before.Well, apparently not, because as soon asshe caught sight of his stub, she d paledand shuddered, making an excuse toleave.The second time he d been with a woman he d left his jeans and leg on, inspite of her protests, and everything hadworked out great, though it had feltshallow.Not as mind-blowing as hisfirst fuck post-injury should have been.Finding the perfect woman wasprobably an impossibility for him. I tell you what, we won t golooking for girls.We ll just go get adrink, and see if we can get a couple ofthe other guys to go, too.We ll just hangout and watch the game tonight. Zeke sighed over the line but agreed
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