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randomplaces2007-11-21 09:53 pm
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New Haven: Street walk
House strode down the walk, limping on his cane as he went, bundled in a tweed coat and golfhat that made him feel more Brittish. Why? Because he wanted to. And this was the only coat with pockets big enough to hide the small box and ring that he kept in it.
He'd been carrying around this ring for quite some time, but he wasn't quite sure what to do with it. Obviously it only had one intended recipiant, but were they ready? Was she? He didn't even know if he was.
He sighed and took a puff from his unlit and empty pipe. A casual habit, but it fit the gloomy feeling of the passageways. Made him feel better.
Just an old looking cripple, mosying down the lane.
He'd been carrying around this ring for quite some time, but he wasn't quite sure what to do with it. Obviously it only had one intended recipiant, but were they ready? Was she? He didn't even know if he was.
He sighed and took a puff from his unlit and empty pipe. A casual habit, but it fit the gloomy feeling of the passageways. Made him feel better.
Just an old looking cripple, mosying down the lane.