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desperanceHe might have left the doctor, who was no kind of sailor; he might have left the girl. He took them both, because
That's where I left it, when I went down to have lunch. Why did I stop there? Because I have no idea why he took them with him. I know why I want them there, but that's a whole different issue. He has no observable reason to trouble himself with them on this trip.
But he must. Therefore he shall. Therefore there will be a reason, I only have to dig it out from somewhere in his murky subconscious. Damn pesky characters, with their obscure motivations; why can't people be clear and straightforward, like me?
Just for now, though, I shall leave that sentence hanging and do something else. Lunch wasn't enough; it needs more time, for something foul to rise to the surface. Or simply something logical. He's a practical man. It needs to seem logical to him anyway, so it might as well be so. Hmph.
I think I'm going to review this batch of unfinished stories I came home with, while this festers.
Or maybe I'll just go for a walk. Look, sunshine! The cats have snared it on their windowsills, but there's plenty left outside for me.
That's where I left it, when I went down to have lunch. Why did I stop there? Because I have no idea why he took them with him. I know why I want them there, but that's a whole different issue. He has no observable reason to trouble himself with them on this trip.
But he must. Therefore he shall. Therefore there will be a reason, I only have to dig it out from somewhere in his murky subconscious. Damn pesky characters, with their obscure motivations; why can't people be clear and straightforward, like me?
Just for now, though, I shall leave that sentence hanging and do something else. Lunch wasn't enough; it needs more time, for something foul to rise to the surface. Or simply something logical. He's a practical man. It needs to seem logical to him anyway, so it might as well be so. Hmph.
I think I'm going to review this batch of unfinished stories I came home with, while this festers.
Or maybe I'll just go for a walk. Look, sunshine! The cats have snared it on their windowsills, but there's plenty left outside for me.