Book of Carrot: Chapter 2.3 by Stan Faryna

This is a continuation of the posts originally titled, An Untitled Novel About The Long Road of Hope.

[ Chapter 1.1 is here. ]

Chapter 2.3.1

All for one and one for all!

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Grace, Max and Lumi reviewed the different footage of the incident as captured by the K-9 units. Eight videos were being projected simultaneously on the wall of the living room of their Sanctuary apartment.

They hadn’t gone down for dinner. In fact, they had missed lunch as well. They just weren’t hungry. They all felt a little dizzy, a little sick to their stomachs, and they had headaches.

“Everything is different now…” Grace said as tears flowed down her cheeks. “We only have each other now – this is what’s left of the world. This is it! Things aren’t going to go back to the way it was…”

Book of Carrot: Chapter 2.1 by Stan Faryna

This is a continuation of the posts originally titled, An Untitled Novel About The Long Road of Hope.

[ Chapter 1.1 is here. ]

Chapter 2.1.1

Forty Acres of Pristine Paradise – Mule Not Included

05 July 2023

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The B52s, Rock Lobster, started to play in John’s ear set.

B52s, Rock Lobster
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John woke up. Cristina was sleeping; her head rested on his shoulder. He played his social messages.

Ok. Playing Social Messages from 04 July 2023 from 4:58 am in reverse order.

Bucharest Herald

A Belgian student has sold her virginity in an online auction for the equivalent of £45,000. The 21-year-old named only as Noelle put her body up for sale on the Amsterdam-based Yantra escort girl site in March, the Daily Mail writes. link

 Jar

There is no objective reality. There is nothing outside of you that doesn’t come from inside you. You always get what you are looking for. Everything is subjective. So what are you creating? Hell on earth? Or paradise?! You own paradise. It’s always been yours.

An Untitled Novel About the Road of Hope: Chapter 1.4

Chapter 1.4.1

[ Chapter 1.1 is here. ]

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01 July 2023
Buchrest, Romania

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John was waiting for Hachi to do doggy business. He put on his new K-9 hyper-intelligent eyewear. They looked like designer sunglasses.

“K-9. Play song. Placebo. Running Up That Hill.”

“Yes, Master,” replied K-9.

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A sudden wave of sadness washed over him.

Unbid tears filled John’s eyes. He gasped for air. He closed his eyes.

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And if only I could make a deal with God. And get him to swap our places. Be running up that road. Be running up that hill…

Tears streamed down John’s face.