From Behind The Mask
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Right Time/Right Place - (Mike and Carol struggle after he loses his job due to the pandemic. Working on his uncle's farm is keeping them afloat...barely. An unusual event could change the course of their lives if they take a chance and follow through. Will they?)
Despite the dirt and sweat, Carol rested her head against his chest and wrapped her arms around him. The envelope he'd found earlier was protruding from his pocket a bit and rubbed against her cheek. "What's this?" she asked, pulling it out of his pocket.
He laughed. "That's something that literally landed in my lap today when I was taking a break. I was sitting in the shade with my eyes closed and something brushed against my face. It was a balloon with this envelope attached. I'm not sure what to think about it. I started to throw it away, but I wanted to show it to you first."
She read the card. "I think we should call. Maybe a store of some kind has a prize for whoever finds this. I wonder what Y.L.D. stands for?"
"I don't know. I guess we've nothing to lose."
Despite the dirt and sweat, Carol rested her head against his chest and wrapped her arms around him. The envelope he'd found earlier was protruding from his pocket a bit and rubbed against her cheek. "What's this?" she asked, pulling it out of his pocket.
He laughed. "That's something that literally landed in my lap today when I was taking a break. I was sitting in the shade with my eyes closed and something brushed against my face. It was a balloon with this envelope attached. I'm not sure what to think about it. I started to throw it away, but I wanted to show it to you first."
She read the card. "I think we should call. Maybe a store of some kind has a prize for whoever finds this. I wonder what Y.L.D. stands for?"
"I don't know. I guess we've nothing to lose."
Sidewalk Suspicions - (Carly is in a new town with a new job but no way to make friends. Taking walks through her neighborhood has her imagination in overdrive as she tries to figure out just who her neighbors are and what they are up to - how could she be so wrong? Or is she?)
Stupid restrictions. Stupid pandemic. Just three weeks into this and I need people!
Carly Jackson pulled on her windbreaker and opened the front door of her home. "Well, if we can't use the walking trails around town, I can certainly use the sidewalks in my neighborhood." She didn't know why she said that out loud. There wasn't anyone to hear her grumbling.
Every day since the quarantine-in-place orders were given by the state and local leaders, she'd gone for a walk, once in the morning and again at dusk. As in most larger towns, people went to work, came home, drove into their own garages, and shut the door. Effectively shutting out the people around them, too.
The move to Tulsa in late February came just before the stay-at-home orders. Since then, empty streets and an avoidance of others seemed to be the norm.
Stupid restrictions. Stupid pandemic. Just three weeks into this and I need people!
Carly Jackson pulled on her windbreaker and opened the front door of her home. "Well, if we can't use the walking trails around town, I can certainly use the sidewalks in my neighborhood." She didn't know why she said that out loud. There wasn't anyone to hear her grumbling.
Every day since the quarantine-in-place orders were given by the state and local leaders, she'd gone for a walk, once in the morning and again at dusk. As in most larger towns, people went to work, came home, drove into their own garages, and shut the door. Effectively shutting out the people around them, too.
The move to Tulsa in late February came just before the stay-at-home orders. Since then, empty streets and an avoidance of others seemed to be the norm.
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