A spindle, A darkness, A Fever And A Necklace
"So long everything!" he shouted, then he ran next door to Margot's house.
"I'm moving," he said.
"Where?" asked Margot.
"Two weeks away," said Mitchell.
"Where is that?" asked Margot.
"It's everywhere I will be after I walk for two weeks," said Mitchell, "I have lived in the same place for a long time, it is time for me to go some place else."
"No." said Margot, "You have only lived next door for fifteen years."
"Sixteen," said Mitchell.
"Fifteen...sixteen, what's the difference?" said Margot, "I want you to stay next door forever."
"I can't," said Mitchell, " I do not want to go wake up in the same old bed and eat breakfast in the same old kitchen. Every room in my house is the same old room, because I have lived there too long. “
"And you look at me and think, same old face, same old tail, same old scale, same old walk, same old talk, same old Margot,"
"No," said Mitchell, "I like your face, tail, scale, walk, and talk.”
”I like you."
"I like you too," said Mitchell. He walked through the door.
"I must pack," he said.
“Don’t you do what you’ve wanted to. Yeah, don’t destroy yourself like those cowards do and maybe the sun keeps coming up because it has gotten used to you and your constant need for proof.”
Goodnight Flint and good luck.
"I'm moving," he said.
"Where?" asked Margot.
"Two weeks away," said Mitchell.
"Where is that?" asked Margot.
"It's everywhere I will be after I walk for two weeks," said Mitchell, "I have lived in the same place for a long time, it is time for me to go some place else."
"No." said Margot, "You have only lived next door for fifteen years."
"Sixteen," said Mitchell.
"Fifteen...sixteen, what's the difference?" said Margot, "I want you to stay next door forever."
"I can't," said Mitchell, " I do not want to go wake up in the same old bed and eat breakfast in the same old kitchen. Every room in my house is the same old room, because I have lived there too long. “
"And you look at me and think, same old face, same old tail, same old scale, same old walk, same old talk, same old Margot,"
"No," said Mitchell, "I like your face, tail, scale, walk, and talk.”
”I like you."
"I like you too," said Mitchell. He walked through the door.
"I must pack," he said.
“Don’t you do what you’ve wanted to. Yeah, don’t destroy yourself like those cowards do and maybe the sun keeps coming up because it has gotten used to you and your constant need for proof.”
Goodnight Flint and good luck.