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the way you look tonight
baby, it's cold outside
i catch the early morning train
Yesterday
I write the songs
One of those nights - Part 1
I remember it well
One of those nights - Part 2
In the still of the night
Just one of those nights - Part 3
just a step beyond the rain
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
That's where you'll find me
If all those little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow
Jesus Miguel Luis Rodriguez (7)
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Marie Sven Gerkin (13)
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I remember it well
Venerd́, 02 Luglio, 2004 | Posted by Lionel Gerkin at 07:08
Telephone calls in the middle of the night always scare me. I don't know why. They just do. I just know that the Lottery people don't work at that hour of the day, so it's rarely going to be good news. I suppose they could be calling from the other side of the world. Although I don't think I have ever entered a lottery on the other side of the world.
Any way a telephone ringing is one of those sounds that is impossible to ignore. I remember reading somewhere that people would interrupt anything to answer the phone, including sex.
I had never heard Marie like that. It was also the first time she had ever called me "Dad".
I threw on my clothes and made one phone call before rushing over. I called the police.
As I lock the door I noticed the lights on in thefront room. I'd turn them off soon. There was no one there to keep awake. The phone had not interrupted anything like sex for me. I wasn't even dreaming about it.
Posted by Lionel Gerkin at 02.07.04 07:08 | TrackBack