{"id":362,"date":"2006-11-10T17:40:00","date_gmt":"2006-11-10T23:40:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/?p=362"},"modified":"2006-11-10T17:40:00","modified_gmt":"2006-11-10T23:40:00","slug":"reach-out-and-touch-someone","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/?p=362","title":{"rendered":""Reach out and Touch Someone""},"content":{"rendered":"

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Word count: 21860
Percent complete: 43.72<\/p>\n

Can’t write NaNo without old NaNo shirt.<\/font><\/p>\n

Giving up on GlassWriter because I couldn’t add a prologue. Stupid program. I guess I’ll miss the notepads and the daily word count, but other than that, it’s just too sketchy. At one point, it killed 2000+ words (which I was able to recover thanks to frequent backups. Thank you.)<\/p>\n

Prologue: Reach out and Touch Someone<\/p>\n

My cell phone rings. I put down the camera and pull my phone from the inside pocket of my sport coat. The caller ID display shows that it is my wife, Livvy. I haven\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t been around much lately what with one case or another always taking up my time and it seems that the only way we communicate now is through clipped, awkward phone calls. I flip open the phone.
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Bonnet,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d I say \u00e2\u20ac\u201c it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a habit.
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mr. Bonnet, this is Mrs. Bonnet,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she says. She sounds happy, her voice lighter than it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been in a while.
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hello there, Mrs. Bonnet,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d I say. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It seems like it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been forever since I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve heard from you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It certainly has been a dog\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s age and a half. How are you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m quite well, thanks very much for asking. How are you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m feeling wonderful. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, the flowers are blooming and the air is clear.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s quite an impressive list. I wish it were all the same out here,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d I say.
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Oh, Charlie, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m sorry to hear that. Is work bringing you down?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t worry about me, my dear. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll pull through.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You always do, Charlie. That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s one of the things I love about you. Say, when are you coming home?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she asks.
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know, sweetheart. Soon, I hope,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d I say.
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I hope so too. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d really love to see you tonight.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll do everything I can to make that happen, Livvy. I promise.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I will too, Charlie. I love you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I love you too, baby.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
We hang up. I drop my phone back inside my pocket and pick up the camera. As I look through the viewfinder, I hear footsteps behind me. I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t get a chance to turn around before I feel a stinging blow on the back of my head and everything goes black.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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