The brief moments of silence were broken by a resounding wave of laughter. Which, had started when Nashville hit the ground spewing whiskey coughing and laughing. The gufaw that ran through the crowd was sickening. Lisa skidded upward the slope, her knees raw and bleeding.The sudden motion went unnoticed by the men. Some gathered together to laugh and the rest of the men ran to the sight. Lisa felt pin and needles run along the lower part of her back and down her legs . She pulled off her glasses, seeing that they had been broken , they altered her vision instead . She began with her back towards the emerging brush and trees and crept slowly. The concept that the accidental death of one of there own being something of hubris, was especially chilling.
.........smoke, eat, sleep,more typing tomorrow.......................................
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