Never Say Never-Chapter 2
Logan stood at the window watching the clear river erase the image of the dirty outside world from the glass sheet. In Seattle, the rain normally came straight down, in sheets of slightly warm water. That was pretty much the reason nobody would mind it, and continue to walk down the street or ease their was through the market. Logan liked it for the very same reason he was watching it right now. The water acted as an eraser on a chalkboard littered with markings. Markings of the unclean world.
Low mumbles came from behind him audible over the sound of the movie that was showing on his TV. Five of the eight transgenic friends of his were gathered in his living room; Tinga and Jace on the couch, Jondy curled up in a padded chair to the left of the couch, Zane and Syl were laying on the floor with a bowl of popcorn in between them. On the coffee table, there was popcorn also, and chips and salsa as well. Ben and Krit were in Logan's office, installing new software, because they thought the movie was a 'girlie chic flick', even though it was a horror film entitled, House on Haunted Hill.
Logan's forefinger and thumb rubbed the slight stubble that provided a cover for is jawbone. His thoughts wandered back to the dark-haired woman he met only a week ago. She was indeed, as the rest of his engineered group, mysterious. Although the eight of them were genetically the same, Max was different. Her eyes portrayed a different story, a story that drew Logan in.
Logan shook his head slightly, and walked behind the couch into the kitchen where he poured himself a glass of water. Over the last two years, he had befriended the genetically engineered siblings and became close with them all. He was confused as to what led Logan to ponder the thought of whether or not he had feelings for the newest addition to the group.
He didn't, of course, have any feelings for her.
Logan stood at the window watching the clear river erase the image of the dirty outside world from the glass sheet. In Seattle, the rain normally came straight down, in sheets of slightly warm water. That was pretty much the reason nobody would mind it, and continue to walk down the street or ease their was through the market. Logan liked it for the very same reason he was watching it right now. The water acted as an eraser on a chalkboard littered with markings. Markings of the unclean world.
Low mumbles came from behind him audible over the sound of the movie that was showing on his TV. Five of the eight transgenic friends of his were gathered in his living room; Tinga and Jace on the couch, Jondy curled up in a padded chair to the left of the couch, Zane and Syl were laying on the floor with a bowl of popcorn in between them. On the coffee table, there was popcorn also, and chips and salsa as well. Ben and Krit were in Logan's office, installing new software, because they thought the movie was a 'girlie chic flick', even though it was a horror film entitled, House on Haunted Hill.
Logan's forefinger and thumb rubbed the slight stubble that provided a cover for is jawbone. His thoughts wandered back to the dark-haired woman he met only a week ago. She was indeed, as the rest of his engineered group, mysterious. Although the eight of them were genetically the same, Max was different. Her eyes portrayed a different story, a story that drew Logan in.
Logan shook his head slightly, and walked behind the couch into the kitchen where he poured himself a glass of water. Over the last two years, he had befriended the genetically engineered siblings and became close with them all. He was confused as to what led Logan to ponder the thought of whether or not he had feelings for the newest addition to the group.
He didn't, of course, have any feelings for her.