I Remember California

I remember the big tree
Green and leafy
I remember the big hill
It was in our backyard
We never climbed to the top
It was over run with dead weeds
And perhaps a few toys and plants
I remember Knob Hill Elementary
I went there for kindergarten and first grade
I remember coloring a piece of paper
They made of quilt for my teacher of all the class pictures
I remember my elementary librarian
She didn’t have one hand
I remember the red line
We weren’t suppose to pass it
I remember my first fire drill
I was after school with my mom and a teacher
I remember the park behind my school
I remember going to Sea World on a field trip
The Bright sunshine
The t-shirts we got to wear the said K-1
I remember my grandma’s house
We liked to pick slugs out of her front flower beds
They were put in sand buckets
I remember stage coach park
The best part was the huge state coach
Then they got rid of it
It must have been to dangerous
I remember the end of first grade
I remember my dad was no longer in California
I remember have the end of year party at the park
We had lots of fun
That was the last I saw of any of my classmates
They moved on and went to Knob Hill Elementary
And then I moved to Utah

Impulse 2

A busy coffee shop in Paris, France. An afternoon on a winter weekend. We hear the clatter of dishes and cups being cleared. It is cold outside and the windows have steamed over: inside it is warm, a little too warm, steamy and muggy. Coats and sweaters and scarves are draped over the back of chairs and booths, and hang from hooks on the wall. Puddles of dirty water have formed under the tables- the drippings from shoes. Two people are sitting at a table by a window. One of them studies the menu. The other person does not look at the menu. Finally, the person looking at the menu speaks. What does this person say?

1 is the girl, 2 is the boy

1-Don’t even think about lying to me?
2-How did you know I was going to say anything?
1-I know more than I let on to.
2-Can we please just get back to what we came here for.
1-How is your hot chocolate?
2-Really we need to discus the information that we found it could be really ground breaking.
1-Just remember when in Rome do as the Romans do.
2-We’re in Paris!
1- What did you find on your mission?
2-I found that they go every day
1-That guy over there is working for the enemy he is going to try and thwart our plans.
2- How do they know we are here?
1-They are going to have our hotel surrounded tonight.
2- We are going to have to disappear in plain sight.
1 -HE knows we are here but not who we are.
2 -Should we leave separately?
1- no, he doesn’t have any back up close they are all at the building in question
2- A couple leaving a coffee shop should not be anything strange
1 -true there are tons of couple here in Paris
2- I wish that we could spend one hour with out your mind finding some one who is against us. It really stinks.
1- We really need to go. Do you have you disguise ready?
2- Yes, how ‘bout you?
1- Remember we need to be quiet on the street and only speak French in case anyone can hear us.
2- What is the status on suspected?
1- He is receiving more information and what to do back up will be here in 30 minutes!
2 -Ejecting now?
1- Yes, remember to speak French you nearly got us caught last night. There was someone who heard.
2 -okay
1 -we aren’t in the tourist portion of Paris so we need to really be as much like the French as possible. Ready?
2- go
1- Avez-vous apprécié votre chocolat Felix? (Did you enjoy you chocolate Felix?)
2-Adelaide, J'aime passer du temps avec vous plus que le chocolat!( Adelaide, I enjoy spending time with you more than the chocolate!)

Sketch

She was running, and running. The goal was close in sight shining shimmering full of light. She could her labored breathing of her attacker. She could keep this pace up as long as she felt like flying through the midnight grass. The ball was wiring in the grass so soft and peaceful that you could just barley hear it go. Then she was falling, falling hard and fast with nothing to stop her. How could this happen. She had been in the mode ready to kick and then she was on the ground clutching her leg and moaning, wondering why this had to happen to her. Everyone was racing on to the field and the world blacked out. She could remember no more and then she was gone.

Impulse

(Inside an automobile. Night. A steady rain. The windshield wipers squeak faintly, back and forth, back and forth. The dashboard lights glow a dim green. The driver's face, damp from the rain, is illuminated by them. It is warm and cozy inside, in contrast to the cold, wet conditions outside. The bucket seats are soft. You are in the front seat, next to the driver. Outside, through heavy sheets of rain, you can observe the countryside passing by in the dark--rural farmland. On the radio, a station is playing a country song that keeps fading in and out, with an increasing amount of static and dead air. The driver turns to you as if to say something, but then looks back to the road, and remains silent. What do you say?)

Kathy: Where are we going?
Brent: I don’t know after we left the restaurant I must have make a wrong turn.
Kathy: I have never seen this area before.
Brent: I know. I think there are lights up ahead.
Kathy: I can’t see anything. I think you are imaging things.
Brent: They are very faint but they are defiantly there.
Kathy: How long do you think we have been driving?
Brent: a couple of hours
Kathy: When do you suppose we will get home?
Brent: Not for a while.
Kathy: How many hours do we have left?
Brent: I don’t know. I’ve never measured.
Kathy: I though you had never seen this road before.
Brent: The road changes every time you drive on it. It is never the same view.
Kathy: I want to know where you are taking me
Brent: Can’t. That’s classified information.
Kathy: Why Does it mean you don’t trust me enough to tell me where I am goin?
Brent: No
Kathy: I am going to get out and walk back the way I came.
Brent: I wouldn’t do that.
Kathy: Why?
Brent: Dangerous things afoot
Kathy: I don’t trust some one who will go driving off into nowhere with me and not tell me where we are going.
Brent: I think you should for your own safety.
Kathy: I can’t trust someone who lies. I think I’ll leave.
Brent: I’ve never lied to you.You’ll walk for hours and never get away. We also passed through a gate that you couldn’t see in the down pour of the moment you would also get lost in the massive area that we have covered tonight.
Kathy: Why do I feel that this car ride talk is a threat?
Brent: Because you are refusing to trust me.
Kathy: Why should I trust some who plays with my affections then is driving to some unknown place that is taking hours to get to and won’t tell me what or where it is?
Brent: Because of this.

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Prologue

Have you ever experienced a life changing event? Something happened this summer that would affect two people who would go to school together. Their names were Rebecca and more informally know as Becca. Becca has lived in town of Idaho Falls all her life. Becca is a caring, beautiful and smart. Then there is the second person. His name is Matthew. Everyone calls him Matt except his mom. They moved to Idaho Falls over the summer. Matt was a average jock who had a smart brain on his shoulders. They could not know the effect that there meeting would have on each other and their friends. They lived just far enough away that they would not get to know each other until school started. Their groups had been fighting for the longest time ever. One could only speculate the sparks that would fly at school and church with these two people meeting. Some may see it as good others may see it as bad. One just needs to believe in fairy tales and have hope that this story would have a happy ending.