GC1C4R1 One Life To Live (Unknown Cache) in California, United States created by Spyder Woman

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spyder woman: Lack of interest and site keeps getting mauled by tree workers.

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A cache by Spyder Woman Message this owner

Hidden : 5/10/2008

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Size: Size: micro (micro)

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Chapter 1.
Somewhere in the distance she could hear a sound, a nervous, high pitched, feral sound. She felt so alone. When would he come back, she wondered. It had been nearly 8 days since Victor left, assuring her that he would return as soon as he attended to some marketing and strategy matters.

She could rely on Arnold, their neighbor, the owner of the closest ranch, if anything really important needed tending to. Everyone referred to him as Mr. Cool, and he was.

Ever since they moved into the house at 289 Shelby Lane, Nora had had a feeling of foreboding. She couldn’t escape the unease, the chill that she felt.

She had turned to smoking again to quell her emotions. After being off the “coffin nails” for over a year, it was too bad that the kitchen, her hair, the white eyelet curtains all reeked of her Marlboro brand. The ash trays were full to overflowing.

She had company with Mr. Nickers, their border collie. He was a sweet heart, best pal and a fierce protector too.

There were some distractions; the mail, TV, the headaches. Oh, well.

The survey from the BLM was still on the table. “It won’t fill itself out,” she told herself, “Fill the darn thing out, put your John Henry on it and put it out for Red Rum.” They called the mail deliverer Red Rum because he looked just like Jack Nicholson and they both were avid fans of The Shining.

Yesterday was her first foray out of the house. She decided to walk the 2.7 miles to Brumbies, their local grocery. Actually, she needed the exercise for the endorphins and did a furtive trot for the last mile. “Hope nobody sees me, it’ll affirm what Dr. Fager has been saying-that I’ve gone bonkers.“ Something happened along the way that was quite extraordinary. A fox popped up out of an earthen hole, saw her and just sat down and watched as if to say, “Howdy.” Gallant, to be sure.

To be continued.