Bob Stories

PLEASE NOTE: This is part 2 of a 4-part story. Part 1 is online here: http://www.republibot.com/content/original-fiction-bob-and-monastery-blo...

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I was flying low in my paraglider, there was wreckage of a paraglider on the ground. A trail of smoke let from my plane to the wreckage. “Know this before you die,” I said…

(PLEASE NOTE: This is part two of the story. Part one is available here http://www.republibot.com/content/original-fiction-bob-and-allegory-cave... )

PLEASE NOTE: This is part two of a story. Part one is online here. http://www.republibot.com/content/original-fiction-bob-and-cargo-death-r...
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I showed up to the mission briefing early.  The crew of about a dozen that I'd met yesterday was all in attendance, with the exception of Thor.  Nancy winked at me.  I just stared back.  Flirting was never my strong suit.  And strangely enough, I wanted to see Emily.  She was forty when I last saw her a year ago. I didn't really care that at this point that she'd have to be about sixty-five.  She was kind to me, once....

You need a relatively clear space approximately 12 inches by 24 inches to play solitaire. I had a dimly lit submarine control panel with about 10 inches by 16 inches with a nasty slope, very bad for card playing. There was some thin adhesive vinyl stripping for sealing access panels tucked in a repair kit to my left. I took three short strips, stuck them to the com panel and shuffled my cards. The sound of the cards thwipping against the panel made my passenger start up again. "We're not being rescued," he stated. His voice was high and reedy with panic