A Year In Seattle Week Twenty-two Thursday, November 16th, 2056 – Chloe I didn’t need to find Chloe, she found me. After everything that had happened, the story did make the papers. Something about a Paramedic being held captive underground. The spookiness of it, the timing- it was the perfect end of Halloween story. She […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 22 – Roll With ItA Year In Seattle week twenty-one Thursday, November 9th, 2056 – Getting Better I finally realized two things about the whole mess. First, and most embarrassing, was the fact that Casey had read my journal. I talked to him about that. He swears up and down that he only read the last few entries- trying […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 21 – Getting BetterA Year In Seattle Week Twenty Thursday, November 2nd, 2056 – Off the air WAITING FOR INPUT… … … … … … … … CONNECTION TIMED OUT Friday, November 3rd, 2056 – Nobody’s there. I’ve played over this thing too many times… Still no sign of Jess… Ah Jess– you should have told me… […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 20 – Going Pitch BlackA Year In Seattle Week Nineteen Thursday, October 26th, 2056 – Getting Closer I got a phone call early this morning. Well, it was noon, but for me, that’s the middle of the night. Especially when I’m getting ready to start my work week. There was no one on the other end, no voice, and […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 19 – Always DarkestA Year In Seattle Week Eighteen Thursday, October 19th, 2056 – Coming undone Casey stayed over at the condo. We had a long talk, most of it about Andrews. Case had known him from when they’d first gone through training together. A lot of history, a lot of good times and now they’re all memories. […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 18 – Downhill SlideA Year In Seattle Week Seventeen Thursday, October 12th, 2056 – Hazards of the job It wasn’t until I’d reported for duty that I realized I hadn’t heard anything on the Philips’ case, or on my evil twin for that matter. I gave Andrews a call but got his voice mail. Curiouser, when I reviewed […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 17 – Reality CrashA Year In Seattle Week Sixteen Thursday, October 5th, 2056 – Look for the union label. I checked in with Andrews and Ms. Philips first thing in the morning, of course, my idea of ‘first thing in the morning’ is 2:00 PM. Andrews understood, he knows my schedule. Ms. Philips on the other hand… I […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 16 – Life in SimulationA Year In Seattle Week Fifteen Thursday, September 28th, 2056 – Ready to roll. I should have known it was too good to last. The second bike is here, which means we don’t have to ride tandem (which with the moves we make is suicidal and contrary to popular belief, I’m not suicidal.), or have […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 15 -InvestigationsA Year In Seattle Week Fourteen Thursday, September 21st, 2056 – Third wheel I checked on Casey in the morning; Therese was there to drive him home. I figured they have things they need to discuss, so I vamoosed. With nothing better to do until shift started, I headed back to Lynwood and the clinic. […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week 14 – Getting in StepThis one was a pain to translate – sometimes it’s just minor editing but this one had embeded characters all over the place “Relax” became 喪elax.’ and … lots of work A Year In Seattle Week Thirteen Thursday, September 14th, 2056 – Reflections Sometimes ICh really wonder if I understand the meaning of the word […]
Read More A Year in Seattle – Week13 – Curtain Call