London Calling Ch 8Michelle and Megan had been shown into Eva’s flat on the fourth floor of the converted warehouse. The top loft in the complex, it had high ceilings and a very industrial style setting, with exposed air ducts and clear tiled glass windows. The floors were concrete, and metal shelves were up along the walls with the countless books that Eva had accumulated in her three years living in London. Among the books was a heavily weathered bronze bell, presumably from a shipwreck.
The flat had a main open-concept space, equipped as a parlor and living area. A kitchen was on the innermost area, with a laundry room and bathroom on the opposite side that had glass brick windows on the western façade of the building. Above the kitchen was Eva’s bedroom, along with a small nook for her computer and desk. She had a glass seashell wind chime that caught the morning sun every morning.
“This is a fine place, Eva. But it seems so quiet des
London Calling Ch 7In another part of London, Shelly and I had just ridden the lift from the Caladonian Road tube station to street level and came out to a sunny, if slightly grey, London day. Finding ourselves in a very Uptown sort of residential area, we walked a few blocks towards the east and up a flight of stairs towards the office of Dr. Hansen Green.
I wondered if it wasn’t clouding up, but since Shelly and I hadn’t brought an umbrella, the weather was the farthest thing from our minds. Instead, we went into the second floor lobby and found a small reception area, which was more like a mail room without a receptionist. The walls were blue, the ceilings were high, and there was an old table-style desk with a doorbell mounted along the wall and a wire running up through the ceiling.
“Greg? It says here to push button for service,” Shelly said.
I gave her a nod. “Push it.”
She did so, and I heard the steady ringing of a bell not
London Calling Ch 6After I left, I didn’t know where to go immediately. I wanted to take a walk, but leaving the hotel complex at night without a map seemed a foolish endeavor. So I entered the lift, and seeing the button for a rooftop lounge, I hit it. If it had been there when I came to London in 1998, I certainly didn’t try to go there during high school. Right about then, it felt right.
I departed the lift and came into the hotel’s pub, though not one as lively as a pub in the popular parts of town might’ve been. A few football games were playing on the telies, and one of the screens had a rousing game of darts, but the pub was largely empty. Like the hotel room below, there was a great view of the river and central London to the east.
Finding a spot at the bar near the football game that seemed to feature a local London team, I grazed on the pretzels as the bartender came over.
“You like you fell off a bucking bronco, mate.”
The Night Before Xmas At The Claxion House‘Twas the night before Christmas
In Claxion’s house.
Not a creature was stirring
Not a mermaid, a car or the mermaid’s spouse.
The decorations were up, but someone wanted more
Shelly wanted more lights, more tinsel, more glitter.
Greg settled on what was hung and wouldn’t continue
Without claiming everything would look like scattered kitty litter.
Michelle slept downstairs, never expecting to change
Despite the cool air outside, Summer soon came around.
Pushing aside the sheets draped across her body
And causing her mattress to depress into the ground.
Shelly had planned on a gift for Greg early
Surprising him in the bed with her tailfin and a Santa cap
Would be fun, frolicy and fancy
Despite his desire for a long winter’s nap.
But Greg slept lighter than normal,
He tossed and turned in the bed
Thoughts roamed all around
And addled his head.
By what in his mind should a rattle appear?
Is that an engine?
Mrs. Finch’s sneer?
He heard it agai
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