[Chapter One- “The Trail” — Part One of Six]
[To be continued…]
[Original writing & photography by J. E. Lattimer]
© 2012 J. E. Lattimer all rights reserved
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Jack Altomare had spent the morning in his art studio working on a new abstract ink drawing. He had originally planned on adding color to it, but was now enjoying it too much in black and white. He decided not to change it.
Jack stretched and yawned at the same time. His neck and lower back were sore from sitting hunched over for hours- It was time for a break. He sat the pen down next to an empty coffee mug and stood up from the drawing table.
Another drawing finished. He thought.
He turned and looked at the oversized clock hanging on the wall. Eleven o‘clock. Charlotte, his wife, would be at her job for at least another four hours.
Jack walked into the bedroom where he slipped out of his shorts and into a clean pair of blue jeans. He left the bedroom and picked his old boots up from the mat next to the front door. He sat down on the edge of the couch in the living room and laced them up.
It was time for a break. He tried to go on a walk everyday, weather permitting.
The cat was laying on the floor next to the couch with all four paws up in the air. Jack leaned over and scratched under his chin.
“I’ll be back in a little while, Hermes.” Jack said. “Guard the house for me until I return.”
The cat rolled over onto his side and closed his eyes.
Jack gathered a few personal items and grabbed a large bottle of purified water from the refrigerator. He briefly debated on calling Charlotte before heading out, then decided not to bother her while she was on the clock.