...Looking Glass P7
I was awoken by my own alarm again, considering Vicky didn't need to take a shower this morning. I rolled out off bed, and discovered I was still nude from last night. I went to hide myself, but though against it: nothing Vicky hasn't seen, and the blinds were closed tight. I walked over to my little closet, and grabbed a pair of boxers, and other bits of clothing necessary to go out into public. I skipped socks, though. They'd only get wet toady, due to the re-dive to try and find hat still missing painting.
As I walked down the hall to Jordan room to wake him, I heard the familiar sound of my wife downstairs, moving pans around. Then I remembered that Jordan wasn't here. Oddly enough, what gave it away was Vicky making something for breakfast that wasn't toast. I walked down the stairs, still a little groggy from having to wake up and force myself to get ready.
As I rounded the stairs, I say my wife in a bathrobe, standing at the stove top. I liked this particular view, because it wa
...Looking Glass P6
We had all been waiting on the boat, just outside the opening of the office's covered loft. Th Coast Guard was never on time when it came to reported wreckage. I had to relay the sight of the wreckage to Leo for the third time, just so he knew he wouldn't be sued or prosecuted for murder, damage to property, or any other stupid crime. They showed up a little past one, and went on to first question Aaron. After the were done harassing Aaron, and figured out he knew nothing, they went to question me, all the while glancing at a very creepy-looking Leo.
I always loved being question by the Coast Guard, because it's always the same stupid questions. 'How long ago did you find it?' 'How old did the wreck look?' 'Did you see any attributes that gave it a name?' and my personal favorite 'Were you alone when you found it?'. Once they got the basics out of the way, and recorded, they requested that Aaron drive me and two of the guard out to the exact spot I launched from when I found the wrecka
...Looking Glass P5
For the first time in a year, I was awoken by the sound of my alarm clock. I rolled over and hit the stop button on my alarm, and rolled over to see my wife was still asleep. It was her day off, so I decided to leave her be. I kissed her forehead, dressed, used the restroom, and left to go get Jordan ready. I opened the door, flicked on the light, and told him 'Time for school'
I could already tell work was going to be though, because whenever I have a morning as easy as this, my work load at least doubles. So the entire time during breakfast, and the car ride to Jordan school, all I could think about was what hell I was up to face today.
I was just now pulling around the corner to the office, and I could see Leo's SUV, and Aaron little Honda, which looked even smaller when wedge between a SUV and a three quarter ton pickup. I'd have to take the piss out of Aaron later for his gay spaceship of a car. As I walked around to the front of the building, I say a brand new BMW parked in the l
...Looking Glass P4
I must have dozed off, because next thing I know, it's seven, and I hear Vicki's keys hitting the key bowl, and her calling out "I'm home!" I also hear the rustling of plastic bags. She most of stopped off at Albertsons for a chicken dinner. I came into the kitchen, to see that I was right. It was a chicken dinner.
"Hey honey, how was work?" I asked her, kissing her.
"Way too long. I opened, of course, and Kyle didn't show up, so I had to do most of the back-filing today. Then, we got at least twelve more folders of transcripts, eight of which were late! I'm just glad I'm done. Where's Jordan?" she had been looking around as she was telling me of her day, trying to find our son.
"Right here." he had come down the stairs when we had our backs turned, and damn near gave Vicky a heart attck.
"Oh, there you are. You just about gave me a heart attack! Where have you been?" she was finally stripping herself of her jacket and shoes.
"I've been writing. I need to beat Jam
...Looking Glass P3
"Ma'am, I told you this wasn't going to be a cheap trip! You took six, count them SIX people out to sea, and every one of them dived! Do you have any idea how much one of the tanks cost?!"
Leo, who was yelling at the tour guide of the group, allowed a pause for the women to offer an answer, which I can only guess was way too low.
"WHAT?! Are you retard or something, women? Just one fully charged tank is $250, and those ones you used today are $500, brand new! Not to mention the gas you used for the trip, the equipment you used, which need to be sterilized, and life jacket someone in your group ripped! I usually change $85 for a single person to dive, and $60 bucks for gas usage, so you owe me at least $570, not including the jacket. Now, I'll break you a deal, if you pay me $550, I'll...." and then I couldn't hear his voice any more.
"Well, he finally stopped yelling. That's always a good thing." Aaron said, throwing all the gear that need cleaning in the corner near the door up to the
...Looking glass P2
I was awoken, like any other day, by the sound of my wife in the bathroom. I've been married to the women for 15 years, and I've never once figured out for the life of me what she does in there for 35 minutes. All I know is she take a shower, which she start 5 minutes before 6, every day, dead on the dot. As I awaited Victoria to finish her daily ritual in the bath room, I went to my closet and picked out my cloths for the day. I swung for a simply pair of brown khakis and a pink "Only real men wear pink" tee-shirt, which my wife bought me for Christmas last year as a gag gift (she didn't think I'd ever wear it, but the jokes on her!).
Just as I throw on my shirt, and went back for a pair of sock, my wife stepped out of the bathroom with a towel around her body, a towel wrapped around her head, and yet another towel being dragged behind her. With all the towel, and the sudden puff of steam that come through the door, she almost looked a towel thief with a smoke screen.
"Help Help! Ther
Further into the Looking Glass
"Mr. Lane, I don't think you fully understand what this procedure has to offer." Schwartz said, as I was still carefully examining his office decor. "You will be the first successful recipient of what the Looking Glass has to offer the whole of mankind!"
At this point I had to question the good doctor. "The first? I thought you said this has gone through multiple times with no problems?" Just as I said his, I spotted a newspaper article on the wall, framed, that read German physiologist kills wife in testing.
"That is true; you have proven your point. But this has been tested on animals, and they show now repercussion of the Looking Glass at all. We tried it on a more than willing test subject, and he actually has gone through the entire process, has come out of the 'false reality' ,as we call it, with no mental or physical issues." And as he was saying this, the only thing that could cross my mind was How could I possible trust a man who I've only known a totally of 30 minute?. As thi