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Ge-ge-ge no nyobou 8/2
Aug. 2nd, 2010 08:08 pma.k.a. Who's chasing who?
While the baby was sleeping, Fumie sat in the kitchen. On the floor was a sheet of paper with outlines of three pedals, and she held a large pot lid in her hands. She looked at the manual open on the table beside her, then turned the lid in her hands. She pressed her foot down on one of the pedals, reached into the air beside the lid and shifted an imaginary gear shift lever.
( under the hood )
Later, as Aiko slept, Fumie studied the driving manual. She wondered whether Izumi really understood how much trouble having Sugai and Kitamura fighting over her could be. Then she pushed that worry aside. "I have to study." She looked at the driving manual again.
<to be continued>
While the baby was sleeping, Fumie sat in the kitchen. On the floor was a sheet of paper with outlines of three pedals, and she held a large pot lid in her hands. She looked at the manual open on the table beside her, then turned the lid in her hands. She pressed her foot down on one of the pedals, reached into the air beside the lid and shifted an imaginary gear shift lever.
( under the hood )
Later, as Aiko slept, Fumie studied the driving manual. She wondered whether Izumi really understood how much trouble having Sugai and Kitamura fighting over her could be. Then she pushed that worry aside. "I have to study." She looked at the driving manual again.
<to be continued>
