Chapter 1: The Drone
With the clouds rolling in over the towering skyscrapers, Samantha looks up. Her medium length auburn hair gets tossed like helicopter seeds in the wind. The dust fills her eyes, which in turn makes them water. She remembers back to what she heard over the AM frequency last night. A bright young politician, fair skinned and sharp jawed, spoke elegantly about uniting the people, about bringing out love (love will save save us all). She remembered thinking that at the time she thought it was brilliantly moving speech. But really all she can remember is what Steven Colbert had to say about the 2008 NHL championship.
She glances over at window display just before the street light turns green. On the other side of the soap stained glass she notices the newest Cannon digital camera sitting there. It brings back memories of seeing a commercial on TV a few weeks ago. In it, some up and coming tennis scarlet proudly snapped photo after photo of her smug attitude wielding dog. She remembers how much that commercial pissed her off. "Fuck skinny blonde girls." she thought.
As the light turns green Samantha cautiously steps out into the crosswalk. Only two more blocks until she can get to the bus stop. Hopefully she'll make the bus in time, or else she'll miss her transfer.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
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