2004-11-08 - 7:36 a.m.
The Phantom stands by the corner of the house and anyone watching would think he or she has had a bit too much apple cider. Transforming from a school teacher to the shimmering creature in a whipping cape with a small green creature at her side and back again... it is hard to maintain that outer shell. Gweenie whimpered. She did not like seeing the old one so upset. Memories... times past... heartaches... laughter... and reality. It is all so hard to handle emotionally. Two high school reunions, visits to hometowns, old friends, parents, children, and reality. So, while looking at the stars in a land far away, she finds it hard to cloke. "Don't worry little one, soon we will travel back to the land of orange juice and palm trees..." Gweenie just sighs.
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