Written by :iconDevonTomatoCat: my writing partner on this project!
Tomorrow, that was always the magic word to fix everything. The next day was always the answer to every problem. It healed wounds and repaired all relationships, watching that sun cross the shape of the horizon. Up on the railing on the patio, perched like a seagull, Ketz drew the lines of the ocean with his eyes. Fiery yellow met its equal in the bleeding ochre of the rising sun.
Ketz cracked open another beer from the six pack. So far tomorrow seemed a lot like yesterday.
Really, where would he go? The jungles were out for… forever. That was one customer that wasn’t on the repeat list. She could fend for herself. Ketz teetered artfully on the metal rail for a moment, rocking back and forth. A tiger-striped tail anchored itself to one of the rails, wrapping tight. There was nowhere really to push on to. Things would be so much easier if that stupid phone
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