The Raven and the Racetrack *** Chapter 8
Racetrack was glad to know that Raven really did love him. He had never had doubts about her love. But to hear her say that she loved him was nice. He loved her too. More than he could say. He had told her that he would hang around her tomorrow again. Not because she needed him, but because he needed her. He needed to know that she was OK. He just wanted to be near her.
That night Racetrack got to Raven all night again. When they woke up, Raven was distracted. He didn't like it. She looked the way she did that day he saved her from the speeding carriage. He didn't know what was wrong. He never did find out why she had not been paying attention that day.
"Hey Rav, can I ask yous sumthin'?" (Rav, is pronounced Rave)
"Yeah?"
"Sumthin' is da mattah, what is it? Dis is da way dat yous looked dat day dat Ise saved ya. What is it? Ise know dat there is sumthin' wrong? Ise can tell."
"Ise had a dream last night." She said slightly distracted.
"So, what be wrong wid a dream?"
"Ise don't get dreams unless dey come true. And dey is usually not good. Ise so scared. It was horrible. It was about Jack, Ise don't know what, but it was scary. Ise so scared dat sumthin' is goin' to happen."
"Rav, don't yous worry. OK, Jack can take care of himself. Ise promise. Yous get ready foy woik OK?"
"OK."
"Ise see ya later. OK?"
"Yeah, love ya."
"Love ya too. By da way, whys was you distracted on da street dat day?"
"Ise gonna tell ya later."
"Bye babe."
"Bye."
The couple met out front to go to the paper factory. Racetrack was concerned about Raven's dream. He didn't know what to think. If she only had dej a vu dreams, then should he be worried? He thought about it all day. After awhile he let the thought go and concentrated on his work.
Racetrack also noticed that Raven was trying not to be distracted from her work. God, he loved her. She was cute. Selling her papes, she was so cute yelling out the headlines. She had a natural knack for "improving the truth" as Jack said.
Racetrack was glad to know that Raven really did love him. He had never had doubts about her love. But to hear her say that she loved him was nice. He loved her too. More than he could say. He had told her that he would hang around her tomorrow again. Not because she needed him, but because he needed her. He needed to know that she was OK. He just wanted to be near her.
That night Racetrack got to Raven all night again. When they woke up, Raven was distracted. He didn't like it. She looked the way she did that day he saved her from the speeding carriage. He didn't know what was wrong. He never did find out why she had not been paying attention that day.
"Hey Rav, can I ask yous sumthin'?" (Rav, is pronounced Rave)
"Yeah?"
"Sumthin' is da mattah, what is it? Dis is da way dat yous looked dat day dat Ise saved ya. What is it? Ise know dat there is sumthin' wrong? Ise can tell."
"Ise had a dream last night." She said slightly distracted.
"So, what be wrong wid a dream?"
"Ise don't get dreams unless dey come true. And dey is usually not good. Ise so scared. It was horrible. It was about Jack, Ise don't know what, but it was scary. Ise so scared dat sumthin' is goin' to happen."
"Rav, don't yous worry. OK, Jack can take care of himself. Ise promise. Yous get ready foy woik OK?"
"OK."
"Ise see ya later. OK?"
"Yeah, love ya."
"Love ya too. By da way, whys was you distracted on da street dat day?"
"Ise gonna tell ya later."
"Bye babe."
"Bye."
The couple met out front to go to the paper factory. Racetrack was concerned about Raven's dream. He didn't know what to think. If she only had dej a vu dreams, then should he be worried? He thought about it all day. After awhile he let the thought go and concentrated on his work.
Racetrack also noticed that Raven was trying not to be distracted from her work. God, he loved her. She was cute. Selling her papes, she was so cute yelling out the headlines. She had a natural knack for "improving the truth" as Jack said.