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September 27, 2023 · 11:36 am

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Checking the latest blog post, Ginger (Marsha) discovered what The Sun was.

Her long pink-ish legs elongated the whole card at the bottom. She felt them stretch beyond 9 into 10, with a square root of 3.16 instead of 3. Root beer; ginger. “Dammit, Ed!” she cursed aloud, understanding what had happened at last. And all because of that beach towel he bought for her from Golden the psychic down at the strip mall, 1/2 price of course — planned. She suddenly could see *everything*, facade stripped away indeed. Illumination. She ripped off the also fake pigtails and headed over to Eddie’s apartment. And Edward’s.

And Nas ta boot! she also knew. She’ll start with her. But first there’s the little matter of stealing a car to frame the whole affair up, she thought while walking, while stomping. And right on Police Chief Bazooka Ferguson’s lunch break when he heads over for his own free reading at the strip mall, another set up. Golden ticket as it were. Slightly wrong address on it so he’ll have to circle ’round the back and by their apartment to seal the deal.

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September 27, 2023 · 10:55 am

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She was working on her laptop now, Eddie still around, still enjoying the view of the ocean here while sipping on his 3rd slurpee of the day, a drink provided free of charge by the wooden lounger he sat upon. Maybe he shouldn’t go back either.

He pondered freedom in general while lounging and sipping. No payment for land, yet still with the girl of his, I suppose, dreams, at least in a virtual sense. And Edward coming into town as well, a needed sounding board. He can stop using local bartender Nas for that purpose, he guessed. Which would eliminate some other temptations. Meat City, pheh, he thinks. What has Karma brought me here? He thinks of its actual name. Kama, pretty close to karma, probably close enough to count. Edward, though. He must go back for Edward, start pretending they have a relationship beyond cousinship. He forces himself into an animation where he sits down his slurpee on the table between them. He caught a glimpse of what she was working on. The blog. *This* blog. It sort of spooked him. So much so that he decided not to ask about it. Something about Ozark Mountain, he gleaned, although he didn’t see the Daredevils part to end this time. Something else instead. Anyway he needed to get back and start cooking — grilling — since Ginger wouldn’t be around for that any longer. Been wanting to try out the new grill George gave him anyway.

“I should go,” he said, standing up.

“Do you have to?” she responded.

“Yep. I suppose. I have to get back for Edward.”

“Oh. All right. If you must.”

“You’ll be okay out here.”

“I know. I’ll keep the suit on; I’ll remember soon enough.”

But she didn’t, too tempted by the Sun that one fine day in August’s May not far away atall. And she paid that visit to Eddie and Edward to give them a piece of her mind, “borrowing” her mother’s car which was then spotted by the Chief of Police (trapped!). It was all falling down like a house full of cards. But first things first…

(to be continued)

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September 27, 2023 · 5:28 am

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“The land description says, stay as long as you like, use what you wish. So this is my new home, just for a while, just until we figure out if we want that apartment or not more long term, Eddie. I promise to keep my cow outfit on over here. I promise I’ll keep trying to remember who I actually am. Is this going to be okay with you? I’ll still come visit you of course. Maybe even moreso (!).”

What choice did he have? Their primary cores had just given up their property over on Constance Island in Nautilus. They were drifters again, vagabonds. The apartment situation had not yet been settled. They needed a home *now*. “Sure, Ginger,” he said, reaching over and patting her pretty black knee on her black and white leg, hoofed at the end of course. And she was still in Broadwater, still off the (city) grid. That was a very very important factor, resonance with the good state of Utah not kicked in west to east, ending with the bend. The mayor’s car had not yet been dispatched.

But it eventually presented problems when Edward moved in, a cousin pretending to be a lover to keep the rent low. Because, as we’ve kind of hinted around, Edward sort of wasn’t real in this dimension of Their Second Lyfe.

(to be continued)

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