Progression #104

Chapter Sixteen – “Departure” — Part Fifteen of Forty-One

progression number one hundred four To be continued…

Original writing & photography by J. E. Lattimer

© 2013 J. E. Lattimer all rights reserved

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[For my subscribers who do not read English]

“What are you doing?” Charlotte said as she walked into the living room with the tent under one arm and the weight of the backpack straining her shoulders.

Jack was still sitting cross-legged upon the floor with the journals and sketchbooks splayed out in front of him. He chuckled briefly.

“Sorry.” He said. “Probably seems a bit ridiculous at a time like this to be looking through all of these.” He sighed, then stood up with two of the journals clutched in his hand.

“Well, have you encountered  any words or images that have jarred it loose?” She said.

“Meaning?”

“Your memory.” She said.

“Oh.”

Jack’s right eye twitched painfully and his vision blurred for a moment.

“I… I’m not sure.” He said. “I recognize a couple of these drawings and paintings from the life I left behind. But then there are others that are a complete mystery to me.”

Charlotte passed by him while silently crossing the room.

“You know that our odds of escaping the surveillance grid that covers the city and surviving until this evening are around zero, right?” She said.

“Right.” Jack said. He was still frozen in place near the center of the room with the books.

“The cat carrier is next to the bed, on the far side of the room. Why don’t you put Hermes in it while I try to fit a few more things into this bag?“ Charlotte propped the tent and backpack up against the front door. 

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