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I had just begun to think she had fallen asleep when I received her e-mail. It intrigued me in more ways than one. I would think that everyone would have met someone that they thought as radiant as the sun. Another thing that baffled me within her reply was simply the words she decided to pick, harsh and kind? Along with: out of this world, and too good for us. These word choices were very uncommon, and it was even more uncommon yet to put all these very different words together. She was probably the only one that understood how these qualities all corresponded without contradicting each other.
FROM: RC_WRITER TO: FRAN_UN-SEEN@GMAIL.COM (WED. 9/29/10 1:02PM)
That’s interesting. You really never met someone you thought shone like the sun before?
-Ray
Involuntarily my mind recalled this woman with long black hair bending down to look at the me that was very small. Her face was so blurred out by the blinding light coming from her smile, that you could barely see the joy touching the tips of her eyes. I felt my heart sting with regret and grief as I briefly remembered my mom. Quickly once again burying the memories I replied to his message.
FROM: FRAN_UN-SEEN TO: RC_WRITER@HOTMAIL.COM (WED. 9/28/10 1:04 AM)
No. What was the point of this? I think we deviated from the topic at hand. You are suppose to be explaining Sonnet 18 to me, not giving me a vocab lesson.
-Francine
I could almost hear the twinge annoyance in her e-mail. Her defenses are good, I thought, slightly reluctant to return to the topic of Shakespeare just when we were getting to some good information I could’ve used in my novel. It would be hard to get past the barriers to the information I wanted. It almost felt like I was over at Jerry’s playing videogame. I couldn’t help but smile as I replied.
I had just begun to think she had fallen asleep when I received her e-mail. It intrigued me in more ways than one. I would think that everyone would have met someone that they thought as radiant as the sun. Another thing that baffled me within her reply was simply the words she decided to pick, harsh and kind? Along with: out of this world, and too good for us. These word choices were very uncommon, and it was even more uncommon yet to put all these very different words together. She was probably the only one that understood how these qualities all corresponded without contradicting each other.
FROM: RC_WRITER TO: FRAN_UN-SEEN@GMAIL.COM (WED. 9/29/10 1:02PM)
That’s interesting. You really never met someone you thought shone like the sun before?
-Ray
Involuntarily my mind recalled this woman with long black hair bending down to look at the me that was very small. Her face was so blurred out by the blinding light coming from her smile, that you could barely see the joy touching the tips of her eyes. I felt my heart sting with regret and grief as I briefly remembered my mom. Quickly once again burying the memories I replied to his message.
FROM: FRAN_UN-SEEN TO: RC_WRITER@HOTMAIL.COM (WED. 9/28/10 1:04 AM)
No. What was the point of this? I think we deviated from the topic at hand. You are suppose to be explaining Sonnet 18 to me, not giving me a vocab lesson.
-Francine
I could almost hear the twinge annoyance in her e-mail. Her defenses are good, I thought, slightly reluctant to return to the topic of Shakespeare just when we were getting to some good information I could’ve used in my novel. It would be hard to get past the barriers to the information I wanted. It almost felt like I was over at Jerry’s playing videogame. I couldn’t help but smile as I replied.
