Blame It On The Architecture

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: April 22, 2017

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Submitted: April 22, 2017



I remember the silver screen.  I remember the day that the dancing objects filled the screen, and filled my mind like so many images that I had in childhood, and would have later in life.  I remember the day that it changed my world.
I remember the radio, the talk radio.  The way that it brought perspectives into my life.  THe day it almost seemed like I was the only one listening.
I remember the phone, the rotary dial, the bell.  I remember the music in her voice and the day that I ... thought that I, the phone, was only talking to me?
It was like I had something important to do.
I remember the counsel, how long it took for me to develop.  I remember the day that they were talking to me, I finally realized that they were talking to me.  I remember it.
There is going to be a trial and most assuredly I was promised that it would be fair.  The plane burst from the sky like a one chemistry and drove me further.
To trial.

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