The Garage

"A place for everything,
and everything in it's place."

Welcome to the garage! This is where I arrange my tools neatly on the walls and my odds and ends in neatly stacked boxes underneath the tools. When you walk around in here, you'll find tidbits, small pieces of things that maybe never came into focus or perhaps were really going nowhere to begin with, but I saved them. For some people it's stamps or coins -- for me, it's scraps of paper. Enjoy!

WARNINGS

"When the moon shines on the bay at midnight, beware the howling beast."

"If you dare to venture past the white picket fence, much harm to you will come."

STARTING LINES

"How far should we go? I know this can't be the end of the line . . . Neither one of us is finishing first, or at all. So how much farther do we go?"

As I watched Lenny set his suitcase down and remove his old baseball cap, I knew that, if even just for a few short days, all my deepest desires were about to come true.

LeAnne stared at herself in the mirror; how could she live with herself in the morning? She took a deep breath and stood tall. 'I will live as I've always lived --' Her thought was left unfinished as Jackson cleared his throat, startling her. She jumped slightly and turned to see him still in front of the television, watching the weather. "It's time to go," she said and began to button her jacket.