past the point of love

July 15, 2009

in a little world

Jonah hoped Noah kept his mouth shut about the whole Josie thing. Nobody needed to get scared. He was sure it would all blow over. God, he hoped so. But there always seemed to be her dad. Did he hate her that much just to sale her, or did he have too? Had he gambled that much away?

Jonah didn’t really want to know. It was all a little vile to him. What was worse, what people could do to each other or what nature could do to people? If only he could get nature on his side to fight the people he wanted gone.

“So what did you find out?” Jonah asked. Lex was being awful quiet on her laptop. “Are there pictures?”

“I guess the tornado was horrific. But there is a lot no one knows. Power is out. Old towne looks pretty fucked up. It even got the police station. Ate up that old building you guys were in.” She looked back at Josie who was asleep. Noah was looking out at the grassy landscapes, as if he were in another world.

“Man, that is wack.” It sounded so artificial to say, but that was all Jonah could come up with.

“God, I can’t believe we were there.” Lex frowned.

Jonah could see it was getting to Lex who looked so cold.

“But we made it, all right. That’s all that matters.” Jonah assured her.

“Sounds like there are all these gas leaks now. Places on fire. Like a living hell, you know.” Lex grimaced more.

“I think you should get off that laptop now, missy.” He looked at a sign on the interstate then. “Just twenty more miles to Sioux Falls. And then we can chill.” But as he looked at Lex, she looked a bit frigided, already.

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