Part 17: Suddenly Static
Moments in Time (1)
Elora was pissed. She did not like where any of this was going, as she did not for an instant think she and Daniel were going to survive this. “Him and his White Knight complex!” she thought about Daniel, as his over-protectiveness both irked her and pleased her, which, pleasing her in any way, made her more pissed off, now some of it at herself. He shared he had always had that guy dream, saving the damsel in distress, riding in on his white charger (“It’s not a car…it’s a horse” she told him. His answer? “Oh.”) , and the two of them falling in love and living happily blah blah blah.
Still, they had to figure out something, or this was going to end badly. Winston’s glare and smile AND gun was grating on her nerves. He said NOTHING since he told them his cockamamie story. Just…sat. Elora’s stomach did triple contortions. She grasped Daniel’s hand even tighter. Her back was killing her.
Moments in Time (2)
“OMANSHESREALLYINTOME” Daniel inwardly crowed, high fiving himself almost literally (he would have hit Elora if he continued his movements. He squeezed back, tightly but not too tightly. He let a small smile play along his mouth and started to breath a little bit harder. He noticed Elora wince at that (“Ow, damn, this is really hurting!” she thought) so he eased up. She still was wincing a bit, but it gave way to a kind of blankly worried look.
“She is sooooo beautiful,” and thinking this, and staring into her watering eyes, the pressed lips, her leaning forward, and he did not think at all about the guy holding the gun on them, that he hadn’t seem him blink or move at all, no saccadic eye movements at all, which he thought was weird, because he was always looking all around so not to miss anything…Daniel leaned in to kiss her…
Moments in Time (3)
Jennifer Rose wasn’t completely sure why she was listening to ZsaZsa (what a stupid name, unless you’re from Hungary, and even then..and to pronounce it the way she did…), but..she knew a lot about Winston, stuff she thought only she knew, having worked with him for the year and a half she did.
The part about coming back to life for revenge? That one still bugged her, and she didn’t really believe it. Jennifer Rose couldn’t let it go without a challenge. “Why you? Why did they let YOU come back instead of all the millions who die?” she asked.
ZsaZsa said, in a really teeny tiny small voice, more grating then her normal speak: “I made a promise, when I was in the bed, under the sheet, with that thingy down my throat. I didn’t know I made that promise, until GTS (that’s George the..)…”
“I get it, I get it,” she cut her off. “What promise did you make? It had to be a doozy.”
“Um..well..I..promised..I promised to,” and here she lowered her teeny tiny small voice to the infinitesimal: “i would stop having fun monkey hot sex until i found my true love.” ZsaZsa blushed, for the very first time in her life. It burned her cheeks like what she thought a hot branding iron would feel like. She had no idea.
Jennifer Rose let out a huge honking blast of laugh at that one. “Oh, honey…sex is sex. Love has nothing to do with it.” That was that. True or not, she went along with ZsaZsa’s story. Taking The Snorers’ car (he was dead asleep), they boogied to catch up to Winston, if ZsaZsa was telling the truth.
Suddenly, a smell from the back broke into her remembering as she was driving. “What the..”
Moments in Time (4)
Both squirrels had chittered long enough. They had to go, so they went.
Moments in Time (5)
ZsaZsa stared down at her mangled hands. She tried to open them, but..nada. She tried again and again, and still nothing. She lost what little other thoughts she may have had to put so much into her hands.
One thought did come to her: “I already promised no sex. What do I have to promise for my hands?” She grunted a little at the unresponsiveness of the situation.
Moments in Time (6)
Winston was deep in his happy place. His Pranayama deep breathing allowed him the stillness he desired. His smile and grip on the gun were constant, and he was still aware of what was in front of him while existing in this elsewhere of his. Everything was clean, neatly ordered, and just so! He was aware of each and every second that passed, in it’s accuracy, how one logically followed another, and how time was on his side. Yes, it was.
His happy place already included the prize he sought. He already positively envisioned that it was his, and his alone, and he was happy. Truly, blissfully, happy.
Which was shattered when his outer sense noticed Daniel moving towards Elora…
Moment in Time (A)
Elora: “What are you…”
Winston: “Stop that n…
Daniel: puckered up, almost at Elora’s beautiful lips…
Jennifer Rose: “What the f…”
Zsa Zsa: “snort..true love..yeah, rig…”
Squirrels: “LOOK OUT!”
Limo: go boom, crash, tinkle, roll, roll, roll..stop.
Moment in Time (B)
The driver was drifting in and out of sleep. Holding two and a half jobs was killing him. Literally.