Liz Sherman (
walking_napalm) wrote2009-05-20 01:11 am
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Union Square -- San Francisco
TUESDAY
1420 PST
"Excuse me," says Liz, rolling her eyes as she elbows and squeezes her way through the crowd. "Excuse me, would you just--"
She hisses an exasperated noise as she slips between a couple in matching fanny packs and wide-brimmed hats who are waiting to board a brightly-painted cable car.
It's a beautiful early afternoon in San Francisco; the sun is shining, the palm trees are swaying in the breeze, and Liz sticks out like a sore thumb as she navigates between tourists in Union Square; it probably has something to do all of the black clothing and just how covered up she is.
"Sorry," she says, into the cell phone tucked between her ear and her chin. Her tone warms. The worst of the crowd dealt with, she transfers the phone back into her hand, her other arm carrying her camera. "I'm back.
"Apparently, there were a couple different spirits haunting the place; Leach thought at least three or four. He couldn't figure out which one of them it was, but he thought one was luring kids off the rocks and watching them drown. That's really the only explanation we've got."
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"Yeah," he replies reluctantly, "I guess I should let you. Don't do anything I would do, all right, Liz?"
He scratches the cat under its chin and it immediatly starts to purr.
"See you soon."
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As she crosses the square toward the stairs: "Love you."
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He smirks and then it turns into a warm smile.
"Love you, too. Oh, and the kids say hi."
As if on cue the cat begging for attention lets out a 'meow'.
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She doesn't give him the chance to retort; just says, "Bye, Red," light and easy, and waits for his sign-off before flipping the phone shut. She tucks the cell phone into her camera bag, and looks up.
A cable car, overflowing with passengers, has just pulled up across the street. A bell dings.
Liz smiles to herself and lifts her camera.