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Censorship
By Loren Moore
I walked out to the mail box to put some letters in it
for the mailman to pick up. By the time I got back to the
porch I had a sheen of perspiration on my forehead. It was
only ten o??™clock but it was already 92 degrees and with a
humidity of 69% that made it mighty uncomfortable.
I keep the thermostat on the air conditioner set at 78
degrees and I felt a little chilly for just an instant. I
went into the office to write some more.
I was sitting at my computer pecking away at the key
board writing a whole nother story for a different time when
johnnie came into the office.
???what are you doing???? She wanted to know.
???I??™m writing another story.???
???Am I in this new story of yours????
???Yes, you??™re in most of my stories. After all
We have been married over 50 years. How can I write
anything about my life without you being in it????
???What is the name of this new story you??™re writing????
???I haven??™t named it yet.???
???You mean to tell me you write a story before you have a
title, and I guess you don??™t have an outline for the story
either.???
???I??™m not an author, I??™m just a teller of tales. I don??™t
have to have an outline to tell a tale. For that matter I
don??™t have to have a title.???
Johnnie looked at me and said, ???If I??™m in that tale of
yours, I want to read it before you send it to anyone. You
make me sound like an ogre in some of your wild tales.???
???What is this? Are you going to start censoring my
stories now???™
Just then the phone rang and Johnnie went to the den to
answer it. I thought maybe she would forget what we had been
talking about by the time she got off the phone. It was one
of her phone buddies and she was on the phone for an hour.
By the time she came back into the office I had finished the
story, put a title on it and filed it in my folder.
I had opened outlook express to check our email and
Johnnie had an email from our granddaughter. I got up and
let Johnnie sit down at the computer and wandered off into
the den to see what was on tv.
After Johnnie read her email from Amanda, she came back
into the den and sat down to watch the movie with me. The
movie wasn??™t over until ten o??™clock. When it ended, we got
up and went to bed.
The last thing Johnnie said before she went to sleep was,
???Don??™t forget, I want to read any of your tales that have me
in them before you send them to anyone.???
???Yes dear. I hear you. You want censorship rights on all
my tales that have you in them.???
?© 2003 Loren moore
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