We’ll continue the adventures of Christopher Stryker and Gianna Purcell next week. For now we’re celebrating the new year with another installment of New Year's Eve: a story of great resolution As Ted lit up the last smoke of the day he felt a certain shudder in his bones and suddenly he felt as cold as stone but this strange feeling quickly passed away He hurried home from work to celebrate the coming of a wonderful new year and yet his heart still harbored subtle fears about the coming year and its clean slate His heart was full, his mind was all but racing abounding with unnumbered resolutions fantastic deeds and wonderful solutions and l the greater things in life worth chasing As he turned down his street he thought aloud these cigarettes are going to be my death I've got to have less poison in my breath and he resolved to put this last one out But as he held it snug within his hand he felt himself begin to hesitate he knew that it would never be too late and that his heart and lungs would understand "I can still quit right after new year's eve" he said aloud and with such great conviction quite satisfied was he with this great fiction that had had just resolved now to believe "but wait!" his other side had intervened "a choice, once made, must be enforced through deeds small steps to know just where this new path leads or all the fruits of this will stay unseen" The cigarette was dropped another inch much closer to the steel of the ash tray but lest he let him self get carried away he stared at it awhile without a flinch His mind was torn as he approached his house so much so that he did not see the rain so wrenching a debate rang through his brain as tiny drops his windshield now did douse He parked on his driveway and there he sat the cigarette still hanging on his fingers the smoke, before it leaves him, softly lingers a tempting little shadow on his back his voice, quite resolute, at last resounds and breaks the silence, filling up the space solemnly spitting in tobacco's face as that last smoke is tossed out to the ground then proud of his decision and resolve he places the square straight along his route and stomps the fire out with a swift boot a thunderclap applauds and then dissolves The rain had grown much heavier by now he hurries with a wish to tell his wife about the end of his tobacco strife and when his mind had been made up and how he walked along his lawn toward the front door quite pleased with the decision he had made and as he passed the countless drinking blades the rain and wind were howling more and more the flash was more than any eye could bear it caught him as he passed the old mail box he couldn't hear the thunder's boisterous knocks as they rang out triumphant through the air the cigarette still smoldered on the grass and he lay subtly doing the same all his resolve now seemed a foolish game as all the life within him quickly passed |
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