Saturday, August 6, 2011

May 23, 2012

11:30 P.M. We had a rough time today, having to clear nearly a mile of bridge to cross the river. Again, we saw the aircraft fly high overhead in the morning, and back again this afternoon. Same general direction as before. We halted our operation on the bridge as it flew over, hoping our truck blended in with the general chaos strung out across the span. The afternoon flight, however, may have noted the path cleared. No way to know for sure.

We dined this evening on a roasted piglet that had the misfortune to cross Kevin's path in the afternoon. We were set on a canned ham earlier, so this ham on the hoof was a welcome substitute. Larger pig tracks line the river bank nearby, so we're all keeping an eye out for them. Not so much for dinner, but for safety. I am intimately familiar with feral hogs from Texas, but I have no idea how long it would take domestic pigs to go feral. I will assume it doesn't take long when regular feeding stops, and act accordingly.

Kevin turned in early, leaving Josey and I to sit in our camp chairs by the shielded lantern. We had a long conversation about each other's backgrounds, and we ventured off into some intimate details as our wine loosened us up. I will not go into details here. Then she told me of some thoughts or visions that ran through her mind when she was delirious with fever, and how it pained her during her moments of consciousness that Kevin might wind up alone, after all they'd been through. She broke down and sobbed for the loss of her husband, which brought a tear to my eye for my own Jenny. Seeing this, she reached over and wiped my tears with her hand, which then paused warmly on my cheek as we gazed into each other's glistening eyes. After what seemed several minutes, we both slowly moved our faces closer to one another, and hesitated. Tossing all restraint aside, I moved in and kissed her.

I pulled back sharply, fearing I had gone too far, that I had ruined everything. But my fear was unfounded, because Josey's big brown eyes softened, she smiled, and wrapped her arms tightly around me. Then she planted a kiss square on my lips; a long, lingering kiss, and she ran her fingers through my hair, stroking gently. And that is as far as I will go here... 


  1. Thanks Mayberry. I can't wait to see where you are going with this story!


  2. Mayberry I just got caught up and it is coming along great, I hope you can get focused back in when you get a chance and pump out a few more, I kicked a few greenbacks your way as it is well worth it.

    Scott R.

  3. Thank you Scott! Now that my piggy perching is done for the year I should be able to get back to it.