The elderly man in apartment three had offered his day-old
newspaper. Bryan had read what he could around the areas where Mr. Biondi had
cut out articles, cartoons, and recipes. He’d left the crossword half-done,
filling in the easy words.
Another fifteen minutes, and he’d make another attempt at checking out what lawn and garden supplies Mrs. C. had in the garage. Should be long enough for Jace to clear out of the back entryway.
Interesting. Sounds like a complete dive :)
ReplyDeleteIt's a bit under the weather. :)
DeleteHeh, that bit with the TV takes me back!
ReplyDeleteAlthough rabbit ears would have been a bit posh for the old b/w set I had in my bedroom growing up. I had an aerial my dad made out of bits of metal and (yes, really) wood, and there was an art to positioning it just right to get the picture. :)
Nice snippet!
Exactly like that, JL!
DeleteAh, the joys of living in a dump. I'm intrigued to know why they're there.
ReplyDeleteGood! Glad you're intrigued.
DeleteLove this description! "Bryan adjusted the rabbit ears for the tenth time, and the old TV generated a vague picture that had more resemblance to ants swarming a piece of bread than the folks on a talk show."
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm curious as to why he's waiting for Jace to "clear out"...