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I woke late on the Saturday morning – the morning after Cathy had told me she had found someone else. I felt absolutely terrible; I hadn’t slept much at all, and the realisation of what had happened was now sinking in. As well, tonight was the first night of our gig at the Mirage running until 1am, and we had to polish up the finer details of each set. Then I had an inspiration for what opening song I wanted to perform.

Paul picked me up just after lunch, and took one look at me.

“Are you ok, mate?” he asked. “You look like rat shit!”

“Yeah, no, I feel like rat shit,” I replied. “Cathy and I broke up last night.”

“What! Bullshit!” he exclaimed, and then looked at my face. “Bloody hell, Will, really? Shit, I’m really, really sorry for you, that sucks. Are you going to be ok tonight?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine,” I said. “Look, don’t mention it to the other guys, and I want to make a change tonight for our opening song. You’ll probably think I’m crazy, but I want to do it, ok?”

“Sure, I won’t say a thing,” he said.

We rehearsed some of the sets, including my change to the opening track, which now sounded perfect. By seven pm, we were ready to go on stage; the enlarged room was packed, and Hugh had turned up with his tape deck to record us.

At the usual calls of “Where’s Brian?” I interrupted Phil’s introduction.

“Um, Phil, Brian may not be here tonight,” I said. “You know that blonde? Yeah, well, apparently she has a twin sister...”

After much laughing from the audience, we were ready for the first song. I looked around at the others, making sure we were all ready, and then gave a quick nod before starting the opening piano lines. Then, a quick swallow, and I began to sing.

Maybe I didn’t treat you

Quite as good as I should have

Maybe I didn’t love you

Quite as often as I could have

Little things I should have said and done

I just never took the time

You were always on my mind

You were always on my mind

Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn’t died

Give me, give me one more chance

To keep you satisfied, satisfied

Maybe I didn’t hold you

All those lonely, lonely times

And I guess I never told you

I’m so happy that you’re mine

If I make you feel second best

Girl, I’m sorry I was blind

You were always on my mind

You were always on my mind

Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn’t died

Give me, give me one more chance

To keep you satisfied, satisfied

With Phil now playing the instrumental break, I took a big gulp from my glass of water. It took all my self-control not to shake, there was just so much emotion flowing through me.

Little things I should have said and done

I just never took the time

You were always on my mind

You are always on my mind

You are always on my mind

As the last notes faded away, there was dead silence in the room. I could feel hot pinpricks of tears at my eyes, and I suspected several had already trickled down my cheeks. Then, several people started applauding, and then the whole crowd rose to their feet, clapping and whistling for a huge ovation. I let out a huge sigh of relief, and tried to reach for my glass of water, but my arms wouldn’t move.

“Fuck, Will, that was fantastic,” Paul whispered in my ear. “I didn’t think you could pull that off, but, mate I haven’t heard you sing any better – or anyone else for that matter.

The others looked at me in amazement; I knew I hadn’t sung anywhere near that well in rehearsal. When the applause died down, we continued with the set.

At our first break, Phil approached me and asked about that opening performance.

“Where did that come from, Will?” he asked. “I’ve heard the original Elvis version, and that blew him away. It was good in rehearsal, but that was incredible!”

“Well, Cathy and I broke up last night,” I said. “I think I just pulled all of my emotions, everything I have been feeling in the last 24 hours and let it out when I sang.”

“Fuck me!” he exclaimed. “That’s, that’s really bad news, I don’t know how you could have done that. If that had happened to me, I doubt I would even have wanted to perform tonight, let alone something that powerful and close to the bone. Mate, you’ve really got balls, and that blew everyone away.”

The others were equally as impressed, and sympathetic about my break-up. All of them offered support, and told me if I needed someone to talk to, they were there to listen. Soon it was time for the second set, and we went back on stage. The whole evening continued as we had started – everything went perfectly, each song seemed to have been the best we had done it. Maybe it was the emotions I was feeling, maybe it was the feedback from the audience, whatever it was, by the end of the evening I was feeling much better. I knew it wouldn’t last, it was just the high of performing, but I was glad that I had decided to open with that song.

The high didn’t last, of course. When I awoke on Sunday, I felt even worse than I did on Saturday morning. There were just too many things to remind me of Cathy; photos she had taken, a photo of her next to my bed, lots of memories of happier times. Although I didn’t have that much to do; the homework hadn’t built up much yet, I didn’t feel like going out at all. I did some more piano practice, but just moped around the house.

I went through the next week at school as if in a trance. I didn’t really notice that Cathy had swapped desks in those classes where we had sat next to each other, and barely acknowledged the sympathetic comments from my friends. It didn’t take long for the story that Cathy and I had broken up to get around, although few people knew the real reason.

One thing that did surprise me was Janelle’s reaction. I was studying in the library during a free period, and she came up to me, and sat opposite.

“Look, I’m really, really sorry to hear what Cathy said to you, and all that,” she said. “I know, I want us to be together, but I didn’t want it to be like that. Look, I still feel the same about you, but you need time to get yourself together, to get over it all. I’ll still be around, but I’m going to give you all the time you need, ok?”

It took a few seconds to register what she was saying to me, and then I must have looked surprised.

“Oh, yeah, thanks,” I stammered. “I’m probably not going to be real good company for a while, and yeah, I don’t know when I’ll want to...”

“I understand,” she said. “Maybe it will be best if I let you have a break, give you time to think things over.”

She put her hand on mine, and then left me alone.

The Opposite of Love

September, 1974

I spent most of my free time at school up in the library, even recess and lunch times. I really didn’t want to hang out with the others, not only because Cathy was there, but also because I really didn’t feel like being with others.

It wasn’t until Friday, when leaving maths just before lunch, when Mr King pulled me to one side.

“You have a minute, Will?” he asked. “The school’s computer has arrived, and here are the manuals for it. Did you want to look at them over the weekend?”

“Yeah, sure, I guess,” I replied. “When can I start to play with it?”

“Why not Monday, perhaps lunchtime after the lesson?” he suggested. “Read up about it over the weekend, and see how it goes then.”

“Yeah, that should be fun,” I replied. “I’ve done lots of reading about programming; it’s probably time to start writing one.”

“I think so too,” he said.

“Oh, by the way,” he added as I started to leave. “I heard that you and Cathy Parsons have split up, I was sorry to hear that, it must be tough for you at the moment.”

“How did you hear?” I asked him.

“You’d be surprised just how much us teachers know about what our students do,” he said. “And particularly when it involves my top two students, I take an interest. I know what you’re going through; believe me, the same happened to me more than once. It’s tough, but don’t let yourself fall the trap of self-absorption and misery.”

“Yeah, I’m trying not to, but thanks for the advice. And the opportunity to use the computer, too,” I added.

I studied the computer manuals over the weekend; it didn’t seem to be too complex. On Monday, I entered one of the sample programs in the book, and it worked. My first program! I spend the rest of the week trying other programs, including one that calculated energy levels for electron transitions, which we were studying in physics at the moment. Mr King was impressed with how quickly I had picked it up, and I enjoyed the challenge of writing the programs, and getting them to work. I hadn’t even noticed that I was spending all of my free time at school either in the library, or working on the computer.

That Friday night I was practicing some new songs in my bedroom, when my mother called me. I had my headphones on, so I hadn’t even heard the phone ring – even though my father and I had installed my own extension line in my room the previous weekend.

“You’ll send yourself deaf with those things on your head,” my Mother chided me. “I’ve been calling you, there’s a phone call for you, its Lori.”

“Sorry mum, I was practicing,” I said.

“Hello?” I said when she left the room.

“Hi stranger,” Lori said. “Some of us are starting to wonder if you’re still alive.”

“What do you mean? Of course I am!” I replied.

I probably sounded a bit pissed off, this was the first time she had bothered to talk to me in weeks, and she started by poking fun at me.

“Hey, just joking,” she said. “Look, we got the new boat the other week, and I was wondering if you want to come out in it, see how it rides this Sunday. Sailing doesn’t start for another two weeks, and I thought you’d want to see it.”

“Oh, I don’t know, Lori, I’m not sure if I feel like it,” I replied.

So, was Lori making her move; now Cathy was out of the way? I certainly didn’t feel up to that, not yet.

“No, you need to get out, and get some sun,” she said. “It’s just you and I, no one else.”

So she was planning something then – just the two of us.

“Look, I don’t think I would be good company right now,” I explained.

“That’s precisely why I want you to come out on the boat,” she said. “I’m not trying to start anything, if that’s what you’re worried about. I’ll pick you up at 7:30, is that ok?”

“That early? I don’t get home until 1:30 or two, I’ll be too tired,” I said.

“No you won’t,” she stated. “I’ll pick you up at 7:30, be there, ok?”

What could I say?

“Yeah, ok, Miss Bossy Boots, I’ll be ready,” I said, probably a little harsher than I intended.

“I’ll have food and all that for us, I’ll see you then,” she replied, and hung up.

‘Fuck!’ I swore under my breath. I hadn’t meant to be unkind to her; maybe she was just trying to be friendly. ‘Fucking women,’ I swore again, and returned to the piano.

I was still half asleep when Lori picked me up at 7:30; I had managed to shower, shave and have some breakfast. Considering I didn’t get home until 2am, and it always took some time to relax and get to sleep. I guess I had probably had not much more than four hours sleep, and I really didn’t feel like getting up early, never mind having to deal with Lori trying to make a move.

But I had agreed to go with her, and I felt obliged to keep my commitment. Besides, I had been ignoring her recently, and as my mother said when I asked if I could go out on Sunday, she reminded me not to cut my friends off.

So, I wasn’t at my best when I got into the passenger seat of Lori’s car, and tossed my pack in the back. But I did at least remember that I hadn’t been all that gracious to her when she phoned me up the other night. Even if she was trying to take over now Cathy was out of the scene, I shouldn’t have been rude to her like I had been. Probably just as well she didn’t hear the comments I had made about her after the call.

“Hi Lori, thanks for asking me out,” I said. “And, look, I’m sorry if I sounded a bit rude the other night on the phone; I didn’t mean to be.”

“That’s ok, Will,” she said. “I guess I came across a bit bossy, but then, I needed to be bossy to get you off your arse. Anyway, I wanted to show the boat off to someone that I knew would appreciate it.”

“Well, it looks like we have a good day for it,” I replied. “I probably need something to wake me up; I didn’t get all that much sleep, I didn’t get home until two this morning.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll wake you up,” she said.

I still wasn’t completely sure if Lori was just being a friend, or wanted to push our relationship further. I hoped she wasn’t going to, she had pretty much ignored me for the last month, but I wasn’t sure, not after what Janelle had told me about her. At least Janelle had stayed true to her promise of letting me have time to myself.

It only took a few minutes to get to Lori’s place, and she parked her car in the drive. Inside, her parents we still having breakfast, and Mrs Earle offered me a cup of coffee, which I readily accepted.

“You’ll like the new boat, Will,” Mr Earle said to me. “Bigger, more powerful and far more comfortable than the old one. It draws more water though, about an extra foot or so, you will have to watch that.”

He and I chatted about the boat for a few minutes while Lori got her things together, and then she and I walked down to the jetty where the boat was. It looked much larger than their older one, and Lori pointed out some of its features to me.

“You can untie it once I have the engines running,” she said. “I’ll just take it out to the bottom of Pittwater, and then you can take over if you want.”

It was much quieter than the old boat, rather than having noisy outboard motors, this had the deep throb of a diesel engine. When we were opposite the Newport Arms, Lori cut the engine to an idle, and slid off the seat, telling me to take the controls. I advanced the throttles gingerly, and steered carefully past the moored boats near the two yacht clubs.

The steering position was above the main cabin, in a ‘flying bridge’, as Lori called it, and it gave a great view in all directions. We continued slowly up the channel past Scotland Island, and when we cleared the tip of the island, Lori told me to ‘open her up’. The boat responded quickly as I pushed the throttle forward, and we were soon speeding towards the top of Pittwater.

“I want to take you to Castle Lagoon,” she said. “It’s a lovely little bay off Cowan Creek, we’ll get there pretty quickly.”

It didn’t take long to get to the entrance of Pittwater, in the open expanse of Broken Bay. Lori told me to head for the north side of the bay, and how to steer it across the green rolling waves coming in from the ocean. She pointed out other things; the fairy penguin colony on Lion Island, the darker brown water where the strong current from the river flowed along the south side of the bay, and little beaches along the northern shore.

She seemed content just to let me handle the boat, and chat casually about the passing scenery. Soon we were off Juno point, where the main part of the Hawkesbury River entered the bay from the northwest, and Cowan Creek was to the south. I slowed down a bit, and she directed me on the best course to head up the creek.

We passed several bays on either side of the main stretch of the creek, and then I slowed down some more, and we finally arrived at our destination; a small, semicircular inlet, surrounded by the thick bush. I could see a waterfall on the eastern shore. Lori pointed out a mooring, one of the national park buoys, and I eased the boat up to it. Once Lori had the mooring line secured, I turned off the engines.

I joined Lori up on the front deck, and looked around. With the engine off, there wasn’t a sound to be heard.

“Wow, it’s so lovely and peaceful here,” I said. “Like there isn’t another soul around.”

“Yeah, it’s nice here. But sometimes on summer weekends it can get busy,” she said. “Now, we have to talk. Let’s go inside to the saloon and sit down.”

What did she want to talk about, I wondered.

“Look, I’m going to say some things that are pretty direct, and probably pretty hurtful,” she started to say. “I don’t want to hurt you, you’ve been hurt more than enough, but someone has to say something to you, and there’s a bunch of stuff you need to know.”

“What do you mean?” I said, sounding a little pissed off. What right did she think she had to talk to me like that? “So, are you going to dump me too? Why not, you’ve been acting like I don’t exist for the last two months.”

Lori’s face went a deep red, and she clenched her fists, and started to say something, but cut herself off. After a few seconds, she relaxed, and spoke again.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said, softer this time. “I know you’re hurting, and really upset, but we – you and I – need to talk. Just let me say what I have to say, ok?”

“Ok, you may as well go ahead; I don’t have much choice, do I?” I said, still pissed off.

She took one of my hands in hers and stared at it for a while, as if there was some answer written there.

“Look, I know what Cathy did was wrong, and hurtful, and all that, and you didn’t deserve for her to dump you like she did,” she started. “When she got home on Sunday, she called me and said I had to come over the next day – that was the day before school started. Well, she told me everything, and how she didn’t know what to do, how to tell you, and wanted to know what to do.

“Well, I told her that she had to tell you, and not to let it drag out. Which she did, and from what she told me, you acted pretty decently about it all, considering. But do you know why she fell for that guy, why she changed from you?” I shook my head. “Because for the last three months or more, you had pretty well ignored her. You would spend less and less time with her, and more time on your music, or other things. Why do you think she wanted you to make love to her? Because she thought she could get back your attentions, your affection if she did. But you were too wrapped up in your own life to see what you were doing to her.

“She felt you no longer loved her,” she said in a flat voice, and looked back at her hands.

“What? But I?” I was completely dumbfounded. “She was just as busy as I was.” What were Lori’s final words? “Why would she think I didn’t love her? Did I act like I hated her? No!”

“Ok, think about this,” she said. “What is the opposite of ‘love’?”

“Hate, I guess,” I replied. “But I don’t understand...”

“No, that’s wrong,” she told me. “Hate and love are almost identical, not opposites. The opposite of love isn’t hate, the opposite is indifference.”

“Indifference?” I asked. “You mean, like, not caring at all?”

She nodded her head.

“The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference. Cathy felt you were indifferent to her, you stopped caring about her,” she said. “Like she meant nothing to you, that so many other things were more important to you. So when she met someone that paid attention to her, I guess she fell for him.”

“So, it was really my fault?” I asked.

“No, it wasn’t nobody’s fault, and both your faults,” she said. “It’s what I was scared of happening to us, to me, back around Easter. That’s why I, um, that’s why I made my decision. But do you understand, maybe little more, about what happened?”

“Did Cathy tell you to tell me all this?” I asked her.

“No, she didn’t tell me to do this, and probably would be mad at me if she knew I was doing it,” she said. “She felt pretty guilty about it all anyway, without you knowing how she felt about being ignored.”

“But if she mentioned something, told me, then I could have...” I started to explain.

“You could have what?” she challenged me. “Could have given up playing at the Mirage each Saturday? Given up studying as hard? Being fair, she could also have given up some of her photography work, or not spent as much time studying, so she was equally at fault, if you ask me.”

“Yeah, but I don’t want to criticise her,” I said. “Well, at least I know what I did wrong, that’s something. Buggered if I know what to do about it though.”

“You can start by not ignoring your friends,” she said. “Everyone has commented on how you are hiding yourself away, we never see you outside of class, you never want to do anything with us. We’re your friends, Will, we still love you, and it hurts us to see what you are doing to yourself. Don’t cut us out of your life.”

I finally looked up at her, and there were tears in her eyes.

“I haven’t cut you out...” I began.

“You have!” Lori said emphatically. “You’ve ignored us, avoided us, and done everything possible not to be around us. That hurts, it really does.”

“I guess so,” I said. “But you’ve been ignoring me for much longer, ever since your birthday.”

“I haven’t...” she said, and fell quiet. “Yeah, I guess I have, and I’m sorry about that, too, I wasn’t being fair to you.”

“Was it about what I said at your birthday, about us?” I asked.

“Initially, yeah, and I should have accepted your apology,” she said. “But then it got complicated.”

“Complicated?” I asked.

“Yeah. Look, I’m not sure how to say this, and it’s going to piss you off, but you wanted to know. Right at the time when Cathy was telling me that she felt you were ignoring her, and how she decided that she would make love with you, and all that, I worked out you and Janelle were doing things, in secret.”

I felt my face turn bright red.

“How did you find out?” I asked. “Does Cathy know?”

“Well, I didn’t know for sure, not then, not until a few weeks ago at her party, and even then I was guessing,” she said. “And no, Cathy doesn’t know, and I’m not going to tell her, either. That’s not my job to do that. But I was really pissed off at you; your girlfriend was upset because she felt you were ignoring her, and you were filling in time with Janelle, that just didn’t seem right.

“I guess I saw it all from Cathy’s side, until I realised she was just as much to blame about feeling ignored. But you were still deceiving Cathy, weren’t you? And me, too, for that matter, you had time for Janelle, but not for me. No, you didn’t owe me anything, that wasn’t fair, I’m sorry. But at the time, I felt you were being a real bastard.”

“And now?” I asked. “Am I still a bastard?”

“Are you still seeing Janelle?” she asked. When I shook my head, she continued. “Well, was that at your instigation, or hers?”

“Hers,” I replied. “But I don’t have the heart for anything like that now.”

“Well, she’s got more honesty than I thought she had,” Lori said. “But no, I don’t think you are a bastard, and you probably weren’t one, either.”

“Yeah, but do you think I did the wrong thing with Janelle?” I asked.

“What I think isn’t important, you have to do what you think is right,” Lori replied.

“Bullshit, Lori,” what would you have wanted me to do?”

“What would I really wanted you to do?” she repeated. “Do you really want me to tell you?” I nodded. “Ok, but I didn’t want to talk about you and I, not today, not until things are, well, you know.”

“Tell me,” I said. “I need to know, Lori.”

“Ok, you asked for it,” she said, and took a deep breath. “I wish you hadn’t offered to walk Cathy home from that wedding, or even went to the stupid thing with her. You would have realised just how much I loved you, even though I never had the guts to tell you, and you would have asked me out, and Cathy would just be a good friend, and so would Janelle. You would be my boyfriend, no, my lover, and we would be here right now, in the cabin, making love.”

She stopped talking, and was breathing heavily.

“But that didn’t happen, did in?” she asked rhetorically. “We can’t change history. So what I want doesn’t mean a fucking thing! I wanted you, I’ve wanted you since the day we met, and I was too fucking shy to tell you! And you were too fucking stupid to see, and even when you discovered it, and I got the nerve to tell you how I felt, you ignored me, treated it all as a game, and then – fuck! You were happy to fool around with Janelle, and forget about your real girlfriend, and me. I bet I know what you and she were up to, when you were meant to be with Cathy – when you should have been with me. So, have you fucked her yet? No, don’t tell me, I don’t want to know!” She was now yelling quite loudly at me; she had clenched her fists, and her face was red.

“But I bet you two have fucked each other, or had made plans to; I know that’s what Janelle wanted – just someone to fuck – not a lover – just a hot prick to satisfy her. Tell me, what is it like to fuck her, is it everything you expected, just fucking someone who wants you physically, but doesn’t love you like I do? What is it that attracts you to her, you like her large boobs? What if I had bigger tits, would you want to fuck me too? Do you fuck her tits, coming all over them?”

She stood up, and walked to the cabin door. As she leant against it, I could see her shoulders shaking, and hear her sobbing loudly, and I guessed she was crying. ‘Fuck it all’, I swore to myself, ‘I have this great knack for taking a bad situation and turning it into a fucking disaster’.

Lori just stood against the cabin door, sobbing loudly.

“You never understood, did you?” she said softly. “You never knew how much I loved you – how much I still love you, Will.”

I wasn’t sure if I should get up and go to her, or whether that would lead to more problems, but then Lori turned back to me, and wiped her eyes. As she sat back down, she sniffed, and wiped her cheek again.

“I’m sorry, I never intended to say that, or anything like that at all,” she said. “I meant it when I said earlier that I didn’t want to start anything between us. You still need time to sort things out, and besides, who’s to say the same problems wouldn’t happen between you and I?”

“Believe me, Will, I have put my feelings aside for a while, for a long time, at the moment all I want to be is your friend. A friend who hasn’t done the right thing by you, but a friend that you have been ignoring, too. There’s another reason why I don’t want us to get back together yet as lovers, either. But you have to promise not to tell anyone – not even Janelle – a word of this. Not even to Cathy if you get back to being good friends. Promise me that?”

I nodded. These girls and all their secrets were starting to get a bit much. She sniffed, and wiped the tears from her eyes.

“The other reason; in fact, the main reason why I don’t want to get back with you is because I think you and Cathy will get back together. She won’t admit it, she’s too proud to say she made a mistake, but I think she realises that the fling she had up in Brisbane – yeah, I mean it as a fling – was just that, a passing fad. I should have told her to put it behind her, forget about him, and concentrate on you, but I wasn’t thinking properly either.”

“But now she’s told you, and done what she has, she’s too proud to admit, even to herself, but I’m pretty sure she regrets what she has done, and if she could, she would take things back. I’m not telling you to hold out some faint hope, but at some stage, Cathy will want you back. And if you and I were together, well, I’m afraid you would leave me for her. No, I don’t want you to deny that, or say anything about that, but until I know you and Cathy are completely, finally over each other, I’ll just stay as your friend. If you still want me, that is; I haven’t been a good friend lately, have I?”

“What do you mean, not a good friend?” I asked her.

“I was initially pissed off at you for assuming you knew how I still really felt about you, when it had seemed like I had called things off, back in April, when you really hurt me with that comment,” she said. “I shouldn’t assume you know what I think, or what I want when I tell you the opposite. Then I took your, um, times with Janelle personally, which I shouldn’t have. Then I really fucked everything up, when Cathy asked my advice about the Brisbane thing. I guess I wanted to get back at you, so you could feel the same hurt that I felt, and to teach you a lesson. And I as soon as she told me about the guy in Brisbane, and whether she should break up with you, well; my first thoughts were that it would give me the opportunity to have you to myself. So I gave her bad advice, not to help her, or to do what would have been best for the two of you, but what looked like a good opportunity for me. I really fucked it up, didn’t I?”

“No, you didn’t fuck it up,” I said. “I fucked it up, by ignoring Cathy. What was it you said; the opposite of love is indifference? I treated her with indifference. And she fucked it up by treating me with indifference. If it didn’t happen then, with the guy in Brisbane, it just would have happened later on. You just made it come to a head then, and not later. So, are we friends?”

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“Megan, Tracy’s on the phone for you,” I called out. I handed the receiver to Megan, she sounded quite excited when she started talking to Tracy. But her voice quickly changed; all she said was ‘okay’ and ‘I guess so’; then she sobbed loudly, handed the receiver to Lori, and ran out to the roof-top deck over the laundry. Lori spoke briefly to Tracy, then handed me the phone. “Tracy’s found a guy she really likes in Melbourne,” she said. “Talk to her for a bit, I’ll go out and comfort...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 8 Three in a Boat

The next day, Garry and I were going into town; we both had some final Christmas shopping to do, and he wanted to look through Palings, the large music store with me. He arrived at my place on his bike just after breakfast, and together we walked down to the main bus stop. We had waited till the morning peak hour had passed, that way we would get a seat all the way into town. Standing all the way on a one hour bus trip isn’t much fun! Our bus was a double-decker, and we made our way...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 20 Janelle Tells The Truth

It took me a few minutes to fully wake up, even with the alarm radio going off. Ten a.m.? Why had I slept so late? I finally remembered, last night, actually, earlier this morning at Janelle’s place, we had decided to resume our relationship. I could have even stayed there, sleeping with her, but I would have felt a bit uncomfortable when we got up if Beth was around. I knew Janelle had said that her mother was happy, even encouraging us to get together, but I still felt a bit strange about...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 31 Presents

I picked Cathy up from her house just after 8:30; as she slid into seat she gave me a big, passionate kiss. “Where to first?” she asked. “I was thinking about Warriewood,” I replied, as we headed up Mona Vale road. “There are lots of places there, provided we don’t trespass on one of the market gardens.” We headed up a side street from McPherson Street, towards the Catholic girl’s school, “Mater Maria”. Being school holidays, the place was deserted, of course. We parked under a tree,...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 27 Back at University

On Saturday, we had all gathered in the studio for a planning session and rehearsal for the new album. Phil had invited several others, DonWalker and Ian Moss (ex-Cold Chisel), I had invited Mike Franz, and Mary Beth had invited Chrissy Amphlette. Don had brought his Yamaha DX7 synthesizer and a Yamaha Clavinova electronic piano, Ian had a Fender amp and two of his guitars and Mike had a Yamaha stage organ. After a bit of shuffling equipment around, we had room for everyone; although we were...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 32 Another Year Ends

There was only another five weeks of classes before the end of the semester; well, before the study break that led into the exams that would be the end of the semester. We all found that time had a habit of shrinking; at the start of each semester, the end of the semester and the exams seemed so distant ... but before we realized it, there was only a matter of weeks left; and a pile of assignments and projects to complete. Having David, Claire and even Garry living next door made the study...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 42 University Ends

I had already planned my work schedule for my thesis; the date that the completed documents had to be submitted to the Faculty’s review committee were fixed, so I worked back from that date. I would have to work out the best way to produce the master copy of the thesis; I could always use Lori’s electric typewriter; but I thought it might be worthwhile playing around with the troff / nroff document processing software we had on the Unix system here. One of the PhD students was writing a...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 6 Getting an AllOver Tan

Thursday dawned clear and sunny, and promised to be another hot summer’s day. I decided to start with some laps of the pool before breakfast, and swam about forty laps – maybe half a kilometre – and went inside to eat. After breakfast, I grabbed the things that I would need for the day; towel, sun cream, some cold drinks, and lunch, and put them in my backpack. Around ten minutes before eight, I got on my bike, and headed towards Cathy’s place. I was full of apprehension; while the thought...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 47 Service NSW

When I woke up, I gathered some documents to show to John about how we would tackle the project. My main aim with today’s meeting was ‘project qualification’, that is, to get more details about John’s requirements, what were the key deliverables and results that he wanted to see, plus some feeling on what was he felt was a reasonable budget and timeframe for the project. I was also wanting to get some idea about how the project would run; what accommodation would be provided, would there be...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 4 Moving on Out

We woke up with the alarm; made love, had a shower together, then ate breakfast before we drove into Surry Hills and the recording studio. When we reached the studio; I parked at the side in the loading area, and went inside looking for George. We found him in the administration office, speaking with a brunette. “Hey, Will, good to see ya, Mate,” he said. “And this is...” he asked, looking at Lori. “You remember my girlfriend, Lori?” I said to him. “Of course, I remember now. Will, here’s...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 25 WTM Consulting

The lead up to the end of the semester was busy – really busy. Not only did we have to get ready for the contract with Alexa’s company, preparing the ‘Banksia Room’ as our computer staging area, tweaking the training notes from the university to suit the contract, but there were examinations to prepare for – not that I had any, the last two ‘Science and Society’ subjects had their assessments based on the assignments and class work. But I still had to vet the papers, make sure the questions...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 36 I Got You Babe

It was late on Saturday morning when I woke up, still feeling down in the dumps. I looked at the clock next to me bed; 9:30 am. I guessed Cathy would already be on the road; they wanted an early start, getting to Goulburn for lunch, and then on to Canberra by early afternoon. She hoped to get everything up in her dorm room before dinner time. I deliberately averted my eyes from the photo of her on my desk; the fact that it was Valentine’s Day didn’t make me feel any better. After a quick...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 22 Off to the Race

It took a while for us to wake up on Christmas morning, by the time we had all cast off our sleep it was close to eight; leaving little time before the others arrived for some yule-tide fucking. Just enough time to have a shower, and start to prepare things for breakfast. Lori had suggested we make pancakes; scrambled eggs, toast, coffee and her ‘home fries’. After we had finished our showers, I started to prepare the potatoes for the home fries; peeling them, dicing them, and chopping up...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 33 Performances Part 2

After our early morning love-making, shower and breakfast, I dropped Cathy off at the bus stop. She wasn’t sure just how late she would be working, and I suggested that she let me know maybe 45 minutes before she was due to finish, and I could drive in and pick her up, to save dealing with the night time buses. At Mike’s, we started talking about the actual sets we would play. “We want to start off with something to really get them going,” Mike said. “Something to kick them in the balls, so...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 10 Party Party Party

Thursday night we were having a Thanksgiving dinner at Mary Beth’s suggestion; instead of a complete turkey, which would have been far too much food even for the seven of us, she had baked two large turkey breasts in the oven. Patrick had helped, making some traditional side dishes, a green bean casserole, and somehow he had found a source of candied yams. As we sat around the dinner table, Mary Beth spoke to us all. “Well, I know Thanksgiving isn’t really an Australian tradition, but it is...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 29 ChCh Changes

With the New Year’s Eve only a few days away, we spent the Saturday afternoon reviewing the set lists for that gig. We had been asked to play for a total of four hours – well, four fifty minute sets, with a ten minute break between them. Then at midnight, we would lead everyone in singing ‘Auld Lang Syne’, then play a final thirty minute set before calling it a night. It was going to be a pretty intense, tiring evening, and right after that we would have to travel to Gosford for the first...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 44 Unexpected Results

We pulled up in the car park for Lilianfels, it was more in Katoomba itself than Leura, close to Echo Point lookout and the Three Sisters. It wasn’t all that far from some of the other scenic lookouts over the Jamison Valley, or some fairly energetic walks, including the ‘Giant Stairway’, some 800 or so steps descending into the valley. There were some more leisurely walks, including one around the cliff top to the ‘scenic railway’, and Katoomba falls, or the other way to the Leura Cascades....

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 23 Welcome to Gresham Terrace

“Mr. Morris, glad to see you’re awake and back with us. I am Doctor David Pickett, and I’m one of the cardiologists here at the Prince of Wales hospital. I guess you’re wondering what it was that happened to you? First, I need to make sure you understand just how the human heart works; it’s basically a pump whose purpose is to circulate blood around the body.” I nodded; that was pretty basic human anatomy. “The blood carries oxygen and nutrients to the rest of the body, and also carries...

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Cat and Mouse Devastation

Cat and Mouse: Devastation by Bluto Christopher Columbus "discovered" Venezuela in 1498.? He was favorably impressed with what he saw and called it Tierra de Gracia (Land of Grace), which is now the country's nickname.? However, the Protectors and their friends, Luchadores Maximos, were not feeling much of that grace at the moment. "How do I get myself into these situations?" Cat asked herself.? "Here I am, in the middle of the damn jungle, a bunch of machete-wielding thugs in...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 34 Murder and Music

Lori was overjoyed to have us back home; as was Tracy. Even though we tried to be quiet, we woke them as we got into bed. Despite being tired, we made love, and then I slept soundly until nine in the morning. I would have preferred to have gone back to sleep, but I had to get across to the university to enrol. I grabbed a quick breakfast, got my organizer folder from the study, and drove across to the University. I parked behind the Electrical Engineering building, and went up to Professor...

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The Three Signs Book 3 JanelleChapter 9 Engagement and

After a busy few weeks filled with gigs most nights of the week, it was back at University. The fibre optic installation was proceeding; there had been a few minor issues, but the company supplying and installing the cable had worked around them. The University – mainly through the School of Physics – had a long term relationship with Crown Corning; they had worked together on a number of projects, particularly in developing reliable connectors for their single mode fibre. The first set of...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 1 Joining the Australia Dream

“Hey, Will. Paul Ramos here,” the voice on the phone said. “I guess you’re at home at the moment, I called your office at the University, but that cute short girl in your office said you weren’t in over the summer break.” “Paul, comrade. Great to hear from you,” I replied. “No, I’m taking a couple of weeks off; we’ve got a bunch of gigs heading up to Christmas, and into January too. So, to what do I owe the pleasure?” “I’ve got a proposal I’d like to discuss with you; are you going to be...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 54 Reboot

The words that Mary Beth was saying to me somehow didn’t register, everything after the ‘she’s dead, Will ... she was drowned in the floodwaters’ was just noise. I understood what she told me, the troubling dreams I had experienced the night before made sense. There was a loud rushing in my head, and I was wracked with loud sobs. I was aware of Traci standing next to me, her arms around my shoulders, and Mary Beth was on the phone, talking to someone. “Let’s get you down to bed, Will,” Mary...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 10 Sweet Sixteen

I was half awake, and remembering that I was in Dianne’s old bedroom at Cathy’s place, I rolled over to look at the clock next to the bed. 5:30! Far too early to get up; but I needed to have a pee, so I quietly crept out of bed and into the hall, not wanting to disturb anyone. I tiptoed down the hallway, and tried to open the bathroom door quietly. Not being completely familiar with the house yet, I had already started to open the door when I remembered about the squeaky hinges. Oh well, too...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 39 Songs of Injustice

With the wedding out of the way, we got back into the work on the songs for the new album, as well as various gigs around the place. They were starting to take shape, but the real challenge was to ensure that the songs were musically as good as our previous work, and could stand alone as rock songs. We didn’t want the lyrics to be too ‘preachy’ and turn people off. There’s no point in making a protest song, if people don’t like it and refuse to listen to it. After my talk with Alonzo’s...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 16 Babies and Bullets

“It’s on,” Mary Beth said. “Their baby is on the way!” “Oh, I had better get up to the hospital then,” Mrs. White said. “Where should I put my case?” I showed Mrs. White where her bedroom would be; told her that this afternoon we would get the bed made with fresh sheets, and put some towels out for her. Mary Beth was ready to take her up to the hospital; I would clean the bedroom and make her bed with some fresh sheets. At least the room was ready for her when she returned from the...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 33 Summertime Tours

We spent the morning going over the ‘Sister Angela’ scenario with Lori; she wrote down all of the lines that we could recall, our descriptions of what happened overnight, even my rather sacrilegious thoughts on nun-fucking. While Megan and I would be out of town on the tour, Tracy and Lori would flesh out the story, even starting to write it. Around lunchtime some of the others returned home; Mary Beth was pleased to see us. She showed us the final schedule for the first country tour, we...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 7 Four in a Boat

The next day, Sunday, I spent time playing the piano and swimming in the pool. After dinner, I walked down to church; hoping Cathy would be there. I wasn’t disappointed; both she and David were there; David, of course, sitting with Gina. “How was your lunch?” I asked. “Not too bad,” Cathy replied. “But I kept thinking about what we may do tomorrow. Are you sure you are comfortable with being with the other two as well?” “Yes, but can we talk about it afterwards?” I said. “You don’t have to...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 38 Bicentennial Year ndash Part 2

For our visit to Brisbane for our week-long gig at Expo, most of the people were flying, leaving Sydney early on Saturday morning for the hour and a half flight to Brisbane. Lisa and I were taking the train, the XPT left Central at 2:40 pm on Friday, getting into the main station in Brisbane just before 5:00 am on Saturday. We had booked a sleeper cabin for the trip, and the return journey would leave Brisbane just before 6:00 am in the following Sunday, arriving at Central just after 8:00...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 11 Friends and Lovers

I was dreaming, I must have been, lying in my bed, when I felt a person slide under the sheets next to me. A hand slid over my mouth, and I heard a voice whisper in my ear. “Quiet, don’t make a noise,” she said. “I just want to lie next to you for a while, and feel our bodies together.” Lori? It couldn’t be her, but it certainly felt real; her body was pressed against my back, and I could feel her warm breath on my cheek. My buttocks were hard against her lower stomach. “Lori?” I started...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 7 Itrsquos Just a Casual Encounter

Don’t ask me what my name is I know what your game is It’s just a casual encounter It’s just a casual encounter It’s just a casual encounter Christina Amphlett & Mack McEntee Free Falling Late September, 1982 I landed with a hard thump on the ground, knocking all the air out of my lungs. I felt a stabbing pain in my shoulder, and then more pain as my foot slammed against the back wall of the house. I heard Lisa scream, and come running towards me. “Everyone! Help, please! Will’s...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 31 Second Semester

On the last day of July, we took Alonzo, Paul and Patrick to the airport. At least for Patrick and Wendy, it was only a temporary separation, he would be back in two weeks’ time; but for Ros it was a very tearful farewell. The five months before Alonzo was back for his sabbatical job teaching at the University would really drag out for her. Patrick said that one of his first projects would be to get a remote data link set up in our study going back to the office at St. Leonards, ostensibly so...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 2 Lori Finally

“Hi Lori, Will here,” I said when she answered. “Will Morris, where have you been these last four days?” she yelled down the phone line. “I’ve been worried sick about you; every time I called it was just that stupid machine, I even drove around to see if you were at home; your car was in the garage, but there was no answer. What have you been doing?” I told her briefly that on Monday morning, I had been hit by a car as I was crossing the street. I quickly told her that I hadn’t been badly...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 52 Developments in Canberra

Late December 1996 – January 1997 We had the big Christmas Day party at Banksia Lodge, much as we had done in previous years. My father again played ‘Santa Claus’, handing out presents to all the children present. On Boxing Day, we watched the televised start of the Sydney to Hobart yacht race, there were some impressive boats; a huge Reichel/Pugh maxi, owned by the head of the software company SAP. ‘Morning Glory’ was first out of the harbour, followed by ‘Condor of Currabubula’,...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 13 Lazy Days of Summer

Cathy and I had a late breakfast on Sunday morning; it was still overcast outside, and looked like there could be more rain later in the day. Actually, despite having slept together the whole night – just sleeping, too – our mood was a sombre as the weather. “I miss her already, you know,” Cathy said out of the blue. I didn’t have to ask Cathy who ‘her’ was; I was also feeling sad at not being able to be with Lori for the next few weeks. “Me too,” I said. “How come Janelle gets to go with...

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The Three Signs Book 3 JanelleChapter 7 The New Album Takes Shape

After the New Year’s Eve gig, we had a very lazy New Year’s Day. I think I slept in until close to noon; and did nothing that afternoon until Janelle came around just before dinner time. Or breakfast time for her ... stupid shift hours. We had time for a quickie, before she had to eat, and get ready for work. She promised that she would spend more time with me over the weekend. With the New Year’s gig out of the way, it was time to concentrate on the extensive schedule that Fifa had for us...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 17 Interviews

We pressed the intercom button, a voice answered and we said who we were and that we were there to see Bob Hudson to appear on his show. A minute later a man came to the door, unlocked it, and let us in. “G’day, I’m Marius, Bob’s producer. Come on in, you’re all a bit early, but we can go up to the studio,” he said. He led us up two flights of stairs, down a dimly lit corridor, and into the control room or the studio. The place looked like it was a dump, there were boxes piled in the...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 23 Senior High School

My lips were so close to Cathy’s; I could feel her breath on me. Her eyes looked directly into mine, and I felt a huge yearning. I was about to pull her to me, letting my lips lock on hers, wanting to feel her tongue against mine, when I stopped myself, realising what was happening. “Think, William Morris, use your head, don’t blindly rush in!” I heard a voice in my head. “Don’t you remember what you told yourself, what you told Lori? You know what will happen if you give in to your desires,...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 27 Back at University

Just as everyone had warned me; second year electrical engineering was full on, right from the first day. In each of the subjects, the lecturers didn’t waste time reviewing what we might have studied in the previous year; it was head first into the deep end. I had some doubts about one of the subjects; Solid State Physics. To me, this looked like the sort of subject material that graduate students at Oxford University or MIT would cover; quantum mechanics, atomic particles, and similar...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 28 Towards the Final Exams

The August school holidays were only three weeks away; these were going to be the last break before the HSC exams at the end of October. At lunchtime one day, we were all discussing the plans we had for the two weeks off school. “Well, I’ll be going over all of the previous exam papers,” Cathy said. Some of the others groaned, called her ‘swot’. David wasn’t being anywhere near as studious as his sister; he had arranged to take a train up to the Gold Coast to renew his acquaintance with his...

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 10 My Baby Just Cares For Me

We managed to get all of our stuff into the back of the car; but it meant all four of us had to squeeze into the front seat. We worked it out; Megan sat in the centre next to me, then Lori was on the outside, with Jillian on her lap. At least it didn’t take all that long to drive back to Mona Vale, where we dropped Megan and Jillian off with their bags, before heading to Lori’s place. On the drive back to Mona Vale Megan told us about her experiences with the publicity photo shoot yesterday...

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The Three Signs Book 3 JanelleChapter 6 Rockin The Antler

“I have no idea what’s got into my sister,” Mary Beth said as she sat across the table from me. Since this Monday would be the last time for over a month that Mary Beth and I would be able to have our regular lunch date, I had made a point of catching a bus into the city to meet her. Rather than eat at our usual location at the Quay, we had gone to a nice steakhouse in Phillip Street; just a short distance up from her office in Macquarie Street. It was going to be an expensive meal, but I...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 34 Farewells

I pulled up in the driveway of Jenny’s place, and knocked on the front door. Jenny answered; pulled me inside, wrapped her arms around me, and kissed me deeply, even before I had a chance to put my stuff down. When she finally released me, I asked her where I could hang up my clothes for the evening, and she led me down the hallway to her room. Hannah was waiting there; she was just wearing a long white tee shirt, sitting on the double bed with her legs curled up underneath her. “So, how...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 32 Party Games

After our overnight cruise to Castle Lagoon, we discussed where we might take our next cruise. One option was to go up to Lake Macquarie, we could go up for a few days at the start of the mid-semester break; I would have to be back in time to take the midday train to Canberra for my Labor Party policy steering committee meeting. But with some planning, we could sail up on the Friday afternoon, reach the Swansea bridge at high tide, spend the next three days exploring the lake, and return to...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 35 Hello CSE Goodbye Tommy

“Good morning, I am Doctor Will Morris,” I said to the assembled class. “I assume you are all here for subject 6.710, Introduction to Computer Engineering. If anyone is in the wrong place, I suggest now you leave quietly, and get to wherever it is you should be.” I looked around the lecture theatre, there were maybe two hundred and fifty people, none of whom looked like leaving. Most of them had been in the previous lecture, the introductory lecture for Computing 1A. The challenge we had...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 12 Changes in Foursomes

After the great Election Day results, Lisa and I had a fun day sailing; it was a Quartet Bowl race, our favourite. Lisa steered us to another win across the line; we were looking good for a first place in the series. On the way home, Lisa asked me what my thoughts were about Georgina. “You know she wants to sleep with us,” she said. “And both Fiona and I would like to sleep with her, too.” “I guess that’s two votes out of three in favour for it already,” I said. “No, that’s not how it...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 9 Watching the Yacht Race

I woke up early, feeling slightly disoriented until I realised where I was – in Cathy’s old bedroom, at the Parsons’s place, where she had slept until she took over Dianne’s room. It wasn’t yet six o’clock, and I could hear the sounds of the surf through the open window. Elsewhere in the house, all was quiet. I suspected Mr and Mrs Parsons would be sleeping in, and I didn’t know what time David returned, but I was well and truly asleep when he did. I was lying there, wondering whether to get...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 38 Epilogue

Monday morning was dismal, pouring with rain, and I was waiting to hear from Cathy. She should have arrived home last night, and I thought she would have called me then. Maybe she got in late, and was tired, I told myself. By mid-morning, I hadn’t heard anything, and I was going to call her, when I saw the mail arrive. There was a break in the persistent rain, so I walked down to the letter box to see what had arrived. There was a letter for me; in Cathy’s writing, postmarked from Wednesday....

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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 36 University Third Year Part 1

I woke up refreshed and excited about the start of the new semester; once I had finished breakfast, and packed my notes and papers for the day’s lectures in my backpack, it was on my bike for the quick ride across to the campus. The first two sessions were the introductory lecture for Numerical Analysis, and a tutorial session; it looked to be pretty interesting (at least for a mathematics subject), the material that we would cover seemed quite interesting. The lecturer, Doctor Opie, appeared...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 9 Parks and Parties

The weeks leading up to the final exams were busy; not just studying for the two exams that I had, but helping Fiona get her internship report finished and ready for submission; last minute coaching for some of my students, and trying to fend off a potential war between some people at Sydney University and other participants in the AARNET project. Independent of the AARNET project, Sydney University had developed a simple store-and-forward network, but they wanted to use the country-level...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 28 Touring

There were several additions to the entourage; Robyn and Sally were coming, along with their two kids; and of course the other two young kids, Bruce and Rachel’s son, Robert, and Andrew and Mandy’s daughter, Debbie would be coming along. Given that all four kids were a bit over a year old, they really couldn’t be left behind, and neither Paul nor Phil wanted to be away from their wives and kids for the three weeks. I could see in the future organizing tours like this one would become more...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 4 Building Relationships

February saw life start to return to normal. Back at Uni, we started to prepare for the upcoming semester. Preliminary enrolment figures for Computing I indicated we would have slightly over three hundred full time students, and another sixty or so in the part time class. During the summer break another large room had been equipped with terminals connected to the Department’s PDP 11/70, which had also been upgraded with additional memory and disk storage. As well, another 11/40 had been...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 4 Photography

As Cathy and I had agreed, we spent the next few days apart. I did my piano grade exam practice for several hours each day, it was boring, but it had to be done. We did speak to each other every night to talk about the things we had done that day. The rain that had cleared on Monday afternoon had returned, so we would not have been able to do much outside anyway. Actually, thinking about it, may have led to more inside activities, including more of what we might discover in Cathy’s copy of...

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The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 15 Partings

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