Red Rock
Friday, 13. February 2009, 15:01:54

Jim looked down from the ledge. About fifty feet below he saw his dad
walking along the road. His dad looked very nice, dressed in slacks and
a sport coat.
"He can't find the car keys" Jim said to himself. He turned, thinking
that he might find a way down to his dad. The Park Ranger looked at him.
He looked at him as if expecting some answer to a question that Jim had
long forgotten.
Jim looked at the red rocks around him. They were bright red, but had
thin, lighter veins of a tan color running through them. He racked his
brain trying to remember the name of that particular type of rock.
Jim followed the Park Ranger to the camp grounds. Various people were
milling about. Jim knew that the Ranger was searching for some certain
girl. "She's just about ready to get off work" the Ranger said. They
headed back to a small building at the rear of the campground, where
the Ranger thought the girl might be found.
Turning around, Jim saw a tall, slow moving escalator. At the top of it
was the girl with one of her friends. She had short, curly blonde hair
and was wearing old jeans, and she leaned against the handrail of the
escalator. Across from her and slightly higher, her friend leaned into
the handrail also, more or less facing her. Her friend had black hair
and was also wearing jeans. Both looked unhappy. Jim could have sworn
that he knew the blonde haired girl, from somewhere, he didn't know
where.
Jim watched the two move down on the escalator for a moment. Then he
turned to ask the Ranger a question. But it seemed that the Forest Ranger
had taken off.
"What do I do now?" Jim asked himself. But no answer seemed to come to
him.
Jim looked down from the ledge. About fifty feet below he saw his dad
walking along the road. His dad looked very nice, dressed in slacks and
a sport coat.








Allan # 13. February 2009, 17:29
Angeliki # 13. February 2009, 18:23
very enjoyable
Stardancer # 13. February 2009, 18:45
Cool.
Edward Piercy # 13. February 2009, 19:28
As for The Twilight Zone, that is a high compliment, or perhaps more accurately a "kinda-sorta" analogy. Rod Serling was amazing. He just whipped those babies out, just him, one every week, scripts of such high quality and imagination.
He was a master.
Stardancer # 13. February 2009, 22:22
Your story sincerely reminded me of those original stories of Rod Serling's. I loved that show!
Martin K # 13. February 2009, 23:42
Edward Piercy # 13. February 2009, 23:48
Again, thanks, thanks even more so.
@ Martin.
I have not, but the truth is that I probably should have been.
Anonymous # 14. February 2009, 08:30
yeah,see what i had to compete with ?
Anonymous # 14. February 2009, 08:58
why do i look like a boy Eddie ? on the post picture that is. please replace my icon picture with something hot, like Katherine Ross in ...
Edward Piercy # 14. February 2009, 20:24
But don't worry. Since you are my very special little sister, I made a "hot" avatar for you.
Kathleen Turner in V.I. Warshawski.
Pretty hot, huh? I hope you like it! And I think it appropriate that Kathleen gets Kathleen!
See, now you have your avatar. All you need now is your blog.
How about "Little Kitty's House of Shame" or some bullshit like that as a blog title?
Hmmm. You know, I think I could come up lots of new titles.
Richard # 15. February 2009, 19:55
Very good, Edward. You are very talented writer.
Edward Piercy # 15. February 2009, 20:36
Richard # 12. March 2009, 03:14