last day on episodes #9 & #10 #findingcarter SUCH A GREAT PARTNERSHIP!!!
Charlie stood perfectly still and exhaled smoke onto the wall outside the facility. His family knew he was out having a cigarette, but no one said it. No one mentioned his father’s deep nail biting, or the way his mother continued to remove small cookies from her handbag and, while pretending no one watched, insert them into her mouth one after the other. She made the sounds of chewing and swallowing, but it was likely she tasted nothing. None of them mentioned the empty space where Charlie’s sister should be. A cloud of unspoken words in the shape of her came along even though her body was in some apartment playing house with a man who was cruel to her. Charlie blew smoke onto the holes and cracks in a wall built years ago. A wall that bordered the room that kept his grandfather in a safe place. A room that held him, Charlie hoped, as gently as he would were he able to hold such a man. So many moments in him. So many things in the memory of his fingerprints, and the soft space on his cheek, just below his left eye. The space where Charlie saw himself. A soft thing, barely viisible beneath all the other noise. #nightwalk
Every so often it was good for Louanne to look up. To step outside her car or the diner or to stop as she left the grocery store…and just stand beneath the sky. It helped her feel her right size. It reminded Louanne that she was one of many and that this whole life was a crazy gift. There were bigger things than herself. Bigger than her worries or needs to make the yellow light or lose ten pounds, get that face cream she woke up hearing about at 3 am. Louanne once thought about different things and sometimes even got into bed at night, her face sore from smiling. She used to have perspective without knowing it. Somewhere in the days and nights of her working, she had only noticed the absence of a husband and children. She had outgrown the joy of returning home to her own place, with nothing changed. She had become lost in the lives of those on Cable Television. Those people with so many things happening. Now, Louanne stood in the Diner parking lot and looked at the sky. Rain was coming. Night was just hours away, and bills were due next week. But then again, Louanne was on a ball in space. Her life alone was miraculous. She spun around in space and did not fly away. She had the gift of being here and the rest was really just junk drawer worries. Louanne took her shoes off and tossed them into the passenger seat. She would drive home barefoot and think only of things that made her smile. #nightwalk
The parking garage lit up as the sun went down. Pieces of doors and pylons and electrical boxes were given a glow and an importance that was new to Ella. She had never come home at this time before; or if she had, she had been distracted and not seen the shapes and spaces as she did now. Ella spent so much of her days distracted by things she could now not recall. The waste of it all made her stop and set down her bag. She left her car and walked through the garage,.slowly. She followed the light and shadows that redesigned this place she had always ignored. She wondered if the men and women who built the garage knew how beautiful it could be at certain times of day. They must have known. So many days here making things strong…they must have all noticed. Maybe each in turn, or all at once…Ella imagined all of the days this happend that she knew nothing about. She thought about how many things she did not see because she was not really looking. Ella turned and looked right into the sun as it set. Her vision went a warm white and she lifted her arms in the air. All alone in the parking garage, Ella imagined her shadow behind her. The shape she was, making beautiful and temporary magic on the concrete and metal she had never noticed until now. #nightwalk