An Apple a Day…

Isn’t keeping the doctor away.

"Why would you do that?"

“Why would you want that?”

I said doctor, not Doctor, Doctor.  Get with the program, Alien Boy.

I began putting today’s post together when I realized I have to start getting ready for my doctor’s appointment today.  Normally I wouldn’t need that much lead time, but her office is 140 miles/225 kilometers away, and I need to be on the road in about ninety minutes.  Which means I’d either have to rush getting ready or rush getting the post out, and I don’t want to do either.

That means you get this filler post that tells you the real post is coming this afternoon once I’ve returned from the Swamps of Jersey and I’m ready to talk.

Let me just say something…  is coming.

The First Madness: All Our Work and Persuasive Wingers

It’s beautiful in The Burg today as it was yesterday.  It actually got up to 70 F/21 C, and I was out walking around in my fleece jacket.  And once I was home it was tee shirt and yoga pants for the afternoon and evening.

Out--

Out–

 

And in.

And in.

Also, seven hundred words were all I needed to finish up the first scene of Chapter Ten and get everything at the superlab closed out–

c-for-continuing-chapter-ten-scene-one-done

No meth was cooked–yet.

Today is also a nice day.  It’s sunny, it’s gonna be low 60s F/mid 10s C, and I’ll spend time at a BLM meeting today.  And tonight I’ll do laundry so I’ll have something clean for my doctor visit tomorrow.  Busy, busy day, let me tell you.

Speaking of work my kids are also busy little beavers.  All kinds of advanced classes, a special class coming up, placement on the school’s protective groups–and now something else?

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

“Probably one of the few were going to have over not going to have to work ourselves hard.” She glanced up at Kerry. “Was I correct in hearing Vicky ask if you would considering being a minion for a few of the Advanced Flight One classes?”

He nodded. “Yeah. It sounds like she’s gonna rotate out some of the flyers for minion work. She did a little of that last year: we had Nadine and Riv for a couple of our overnight flights, but remember, we had Penny and Alex for one as well.”

“So now she wants you and Emma to step in.”

“We both did the overnights last year, so we know the routine. Plus, I think she wants to phase Nadine and Riv out a bit: Nadine’s a E Level and Riv’s going to graduate this year.”  He glanced at Annie out of the corner of his eye. “Riv still hasn’t made up her mind if she’s gonna race from what I understand.”

Annie used a bright silver fingernail to trace circles in her soul mate’s thigh. “I don’t mind you doing that, it’s just that were going to have a lot to do this year and it’s not as if you need more work.”

Kerry understood Annie’s concern. They not only had special classes, but they knew they were going to get special special classes on top of the rest of their school work, and burnout was a real possibility. “I’ll ask Vicky to give me a weeks’ notice when she wants me to minion for her. If I don’t feel I can do it, I’ll tell her.” He rested his cheek against her hair. “Is that good?”

Ahhh—” She tilted her head back and kiss his cheek. “That’ll do. But I want you to promise me something—”

He knew what was coming. “I will not let Emma talk me into doing a flight I don’t feel I can do.”

“She doesn’t carry nearly the workload we carry, so for her a weekend flight where she gets to act like she’s in charge isn’t that big of a thing.” She cast a warning sideways glance. “I know how persuasive she can be at times.”

 

Goddamn, Annie!  It’s been two years since the Boulder Ginger nearly got your soul mate eaten by a monster, so let it go, Elsa.  Right.  Like that will happen.

Really, though, from the shade being tossed out it seems that neither girl has completely put behind them the drama that began back during their A Levels.  Though in the grand scheme of things your boyfriend almost being eaten by Cthulhu because someone didn’t want to keep hiding in the woods carries a lot more emotional weight than being rejected as a potential date.  Do this mean this is the reason we had that scene in the trailer where Annie wants to speak with Emma?  You decide.

Meanwhile Kerry’s in the middle of this.  Good thing he’s got his wits about him:

 

It was all Kerry could do to keep from laughing. “I’m not a A Level anymore, Sweetie.” He shifted his head so he could whisper in her ear. “I’ve got a wife to love these days, remember?”

Annie leaned back and looked at Kerry with a smile on her face. “Yes, I do remember.” She leaned closer so he could hear her whisper. “Husband of mine.”

Kerry leaned in until they were touching the tips of their noses together. “Do you know what I wish?” He tilted his head until his forehead was resting against hers.

Annie closed her eyes. “Tell me, my love.”

“I wish that when the Madness is over, we didn’t have to go back to separate rooms.”

Hummm.” She adjusted so that she felt as if she were pressing into him even further. “I would like that as well.” Annie half-opened her eyes. “What brought this on?”

Kerry kept his eyes close while speaking in a mellifluous tone. “I just sort of want to make up for the way I was acting in Paris last week.” A long, sad sigh escape from his lips. “It wasn’t fair to you.”

Annie leaned back and touched her left index finger to the tip of Kerry’s nose. “Shush, you. Do not blame yourself for what happened in Paris. If you want to blame someone, blame your parents for leaving you without so much as a goodbye.” She pressed her cheek against his. “If there is anyone who ruined our time together in Paris, it’s them.”

 

And speaking of smoldering resentment…  We know Annie was pissed in Paris over Kerry’s treatment by his parents and it seems she’s not put that shit behind her, either.  And how much is she bothered?  You’ll find out tomorrow.

In the meanwhile have a good day, everyone.  Let’s have fun–

 

Big kiss, bitches.

And big kisses, bitches.

The First Madness: Blurred Week

What’s this?  Looks like writing.  Where’s the video?  Not here, that’s for sure.  Because today I’m coming to you from the customer service center of Faulkner Honda in Harrisburg because my car was called in due to a couple of outstanding safety recalls that I ignored.

Bad girl, I know.

Bad girl, I know.

I’m also getting an oil change because in a month I return to Indiana for the first of two trips I need to make this year.  The chances are good that this may be the last time I return to this hellhole as the reasons for me returning are becoming fewer and fewer as time advances.  I’ll keep everyone informed.

Now, about those witches…

Yes, I wrote last night after I spent a couple of hours watching The Untouchables, which, for a movie written by David Mamet, has some of the most overwrought dialog in the history of cinema, I got to work on the superlab and had some fun with a certain ginger hair boy.  The scene is nearly over and I’ll be moving on to a couple of scene showing Annie and Kerry hard at work at the same time, but in different environments.

But that’s the future and we’re still in the past.  And here, in the last scene of Chapter Nine, we’re about to have a little music as we descend into Madness…

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

Annie entered the Dining Hall to the sound of Lorde’s Royals playing over the hum of multiple conversations. Normally any music played at the Midnight Madness was kept confined to the small circle of friends listening, but on special occasions the headmistress allowed someone, or multiple someone’s, to tie their laptops or tablets into the room’s sound system and play songs—and Annie believed that the first Midnight Madness of the new school year certainly ranked as a special occasion.

As they walked across the hall towards her usual seat, and he realized how relaxed and happy Kerry appeared. She had met him after his return from his morning flight and they both share the news about accepting positions with the school’s defensive groups. After lunch they set out to do something never done before: they hiked all the way to the Polar Portal. Though they had flown by the area many times, they never actually visited the northernmost entrance to the school, and Kerry thought it might be a good idea to walk there so they could get used for hiking about the school once more.

They arrived and climbed the stairs that led to the wall, then walked along the northern most wall looking out at the nearby homes and the sea beyond. They rested for a bit before flying off to Perquat’s Grove, where they rested for about an hour before walking back to the Pentagram. By the time they returned for dinner neither was that tired, though they were just slightly winded. Kerry remarked that after another week they be back in the same shape they had at the end of their B Levels.

 

First, a little walking tour of the school.

We don’t get up to the north side of the school that much, mostly because there’s little up there except for the Observatory.  And that edifice is one of the main reasons why there aren’t more buildings in that area, because the school wants to keep the skies dark in the north.  So even though this is the smallest area of the school grounds, it’s just as empty up here as it is in the south.

Most people are not aware that Polar Portal, the northeastern tower, is also one of the exits out of the school.  A few of the wall towers have doors, though they are rarely used and a few are even permanently sealed.  But you can not only get out from the school there, it’s possible to take the stairs up to the wall–which Annie and Kerry do before walking along the north wall.

If you look close you might see them--or not.

If you look close you might see them–or not.

Polar Portal is over on the right, and those lines you see inside the walls are the various race courses.  Polar Jump, Polar Turn, and Northwest Passage are not only part of the Green Line but the area where Kerry learned, for the first time, that Emma likes to block not long before she wrecked his ass; Observatory Bend is one of the high speed turns on the Blue Line; and that stay line climbing up and out of sight is the Red Line.  In terms of the story the kids walked from Polar Portal left to about the middle of the north wall.  And didn’t see one White Walker.  Damn.

After that they flew off to Perquat’s Grove, which is where, a year and a half earlier, Annie professed to both Erywin and Kerry that she’d decided to marry the Ginger Hair Boy long before he ever said he loved her.  They usually visit here at least once a year, because while it’s quiet and secluded, it’s also way the hell away from most everything.  Which is one of the reasons if you visit here you’ll likely be alone most of the time.

Even from here it looks like a long walk.

Even from here it looks like a long walk.

When you are north of the Witch House you have a bit of a walk ahead of you.  By now, however, the kids are used to walking and Kerry doesn’t huff and puff like he did as a starting A Level.

It’s likely you noticed that there was a bit of a musical entrance at the start because, when imagining this scene, I thought a musical intro would be the bomb.  And this is where we discover something about Kerry’s taste in music…

 

Annie was a little surprised at Kerry’s reaction to the song. Though he still preferred to listen to the classical rock music performed from the 1960s to the 1990s, he was starting to develop an appreciation for current music because of her influence. She knew there was still a great number of things he didn’t enjoy—she noticed his boredom the weekend before when she was playing some Ariana Grande on his computer—but earlier this evening, while in the Mezzanine Commons, they were sitting with Penny, Alex, and Jario, and Annie put on Blurred Lines so she and the girls could dance. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Kerry smiling and bobbing his head in time to the rhythm, an indication that he was enjoying the song.

Before she knew it she might actually discover Kerry creating a YouTube playlist of nothing but her songs. She figured that with him anything was possible…

They reached their sofa on the east side of the hall, set the comforters and pillows to the sides, and sat. She did the same thing as Kerry the moment they were sitting: she gave a quick glance downward to make certain her enchanted medical monitor wasn’t showing. This time the year before she wore a cami top; now she wore her jade green silk pajamas which buttoned high enough that she wouldn’t have to worry about anything showing, yet would keep cool enough that she wouldn’t feel like she was overheating.

After she was sure the monitor remained invisible, Annie snuggled in against Kerry. “Oh, this is so nice.”

Kerry twisted around and gave her a quick kiss. “It certainly is, my Darling.” He stretched his legs while wrapping his left arm around Annie’s shoulders. “Though it was a good week.”

 

What is this?  Kerry may like Blurred Lines?  Are you shitting us?  Like, OMG, Annie’s influence on her husband-of-mine is greater than we could have ever imagined!  And this wouldn’t be surprising:  Kerry knows he doesn’t like everything that Annie likes, as she doesn’t like everything he likes, but over their two years physically together they’ve come to enjoy things the other links, and that includes music.  Like it or not, Kerry’s going to find music in the 21st Century isn’t always bad.  And even when it is at times, it can still be entertaining.

Here is the version of Royals the kids heard as they walked into the Dinning Hall.  This is the original version which played outside the U.S., about a minute longer and somewhat more stripped down.  I can see this as a sort of slow-mo beauty pass as the kids walk through the Madness on their way to their sofa–and when this becomes a Netflix series I’ll make certain that’s exactly how it’s filmed.

 

But Kerry is getting off on Robin Thicke?  Probably because he saw the video where he was dressed like Beetlejuice and figured he’d give the tune a spin.  The most interesting thing about the scene where Kerry is grooving out is that the girls–Annie, Penny, and Alex–put on some music and decided to start dancing for the hell of it.  Well, why not?  The first week of school is over, tomorrow is a day off, and they’re young teenage girls.  All the ingredients for an impromptu dance party is ready to mix, and this isn’t a bad song with which to get one’s dance on.

 

The kids are all right and getting ready to relax.  That doesn’t mean they aren’t going to talk about school…

Out On Their First Flight: Magical Bonding

Part of last night’s festivities was watching The Neon Demon on Amazon.  That is one strange ass movie, but I think I’m gonna have to give it another viewing because it’s also interesting.  It’s certainly not a movie for everyone, but the damn thing is beautiful as hell.

It’s that sort of thing you need to step back and decompress from time to time.  I needed decompressing bad last night and watching a movie about beautiful young women was the ticket, even if it didn’t make a lot of goddamn sense.  Then again, this is why people watch Transformer movies:  don’t need to think or worry about the plot, just watch giant robots beat the shit out of everything.

You’ll find no giant robots here today, though you may find a beautiful girl–and let’s face it, most of the witches at Salem are beautiful and/or handsome.  And some have equally good-looking sisters–

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

“So what happened after that?”

“We went inside and had breakfast, and this time my parents and sister were asking all sorts of things about school. They actually spent the better part of that first week asking me stuff about school, particularly Ronnie, who was at home with me all summer. She wanted to know about everything here: about spells, about what we did in class, and all about the people here with me.” Emma tapped her fingers against the metal water bottle before passing it back to Kerry. “I think that’s the first time we ever spent a week together where we didn’t fight.”

Though they’d broached the subject in the past, Kerry felt the need to bring it up again. “Did she ask you if you thought she’d end up coming school with you?”

Emma’s eyes to the slow role. “Oh geez, yeah, she asked if I thought it was possible that she get asked to come to school, ‘cause now that she knows I’m a witch she really wants to be a witch.”

Kerry got up return his drinking bottle to his backpack. “You can’t blame her. I mean, she knows you’re a witch, so why shouldn’t she be one, too?”

“I know, it’s just—” Emma pinched her upper lip as she looked at the ground. “I couldn’t tell her that the odds of us both being witches were real low: I really didn’t want to hurt her feelings.” She glanced up at Kerry. “You know about that, right?”

He ignored the jab as he returned to his rock to sit. Rather than try to dance around Emma’s question, he decided to ask something different. “I asked about flying you said ‘Not this time’. Does that mean you took Ronnie flying?”

 

In Emma mentioning that she didn’t want to hurt her sister’s feelings she just had to get a little dig in there at Kerry, who famously made the comment to Emma while they were in Queens, New York, that he hadn’t wanted to hurt her feeling when it came to them never being an item.  Does this mean she’s still a little stung by what happened?  Perhaps.  I guess we’ll have to see if she tries taking him out on the race course this year.

Now, about that possible extra flying…

 

A slight grin appeared on Emma’s face. “Yeah, right near the end of June. Both my folks work at the University of Colorado, Boulder, so Ronnie and I are home all the time by ourselves. She got interested in watching me practice magic and one day asked if we might be able to go someplace. I knew what she meant; she didn’t have to explain herself.

“So one day after my parents go to work, I tell Ronnie to grab a jacket and her swim goggles and I pulled my gear out and got dressed. I had Ronnie bring her backpack, too, so we can throw our stuff in there, then we headed out to the backyard, hopped on the Espinoza, and took off.”

Kerry could only imagine how Emma felt flying with her sister behind her. Kerry had flown with Annie on the back of his broom a few times, but they always stayed within the school walls. He was pretty certain they went further than a few kilometers. “What did you guys go?”

“We flew up to Estes Park. We flew down to Boulder Canyon Drive and hooked up with the Peak to Peak Highway and took it to Colorado 7. After that we took it all away in to the town: it was about sixty kilometers one way.” Emma snickered as she looked down. “I’m sure if you’d been navigating we would’ve taken a more direct route.”

He wasn’t interested in navigating as much is the reason for Emma choosing that location. “You guys went to the Stanley Hotel, didn’t you?”

“We sure did.” Emma’s smile was bright and wide. “We hung out in town for a while and a little shopping before going up to the Stanley for lunch. My parents always talked about going there but it never seemed as if we made it, so soon as I can get around without them, we decided to do it ourselves. After lunch we hung out in the lobby for a while and walk around the grounds, then got back on the broom and headed home. We took U.S. 36 out of the mountains and headed south for Boulder.”

“Did you guys do any other flying over the summer?”

“Oh, sure. We flew down the Golden a couple of times and even flew into Denver once. Once we flew into Rocky Mountain National Park and had a little picnic, then flew all the way up to the Alpine Visitor Center. That was almost like during the Mile High Flight, only the ground was always a few hundred meters below us.” A wistful look appeared on Emma’s face as she stared off to her left. “It was actually a pretty good summer; the first one I can’t remember where I was fighting all the time with my sister.”

As miserable as his summer had been for the most part, Kerry was happy to hear that his wingmate’s summer had not only not been a disaster, but that she actually seemed to bond with someone with whom she’d had issues in the past. “Well, with all the flying you did, you should be up for a nice little high-speed run in the Pennsylvania.”

Emma got to her feet. “How far is it to the Speedway?”

“Just a little over three hundred and fifty kilometers.” Kerry stood and levitated his backpack towards him. Once he had it in the position he slipped his arms through the straps and adjusted them so it sat comfortably on his back. “We can do that in under an hour, I bet.”

Emma did the same levitation spell with her backpack and as she put it on, she looked out upon the bright sunlight glistening off Lake Champlain. “I don’t see why we couldn’t—” She turned toward her wingmate with a huge smile on her face. “It’s a beautiful day for flying.”

 

So just like Kerry Emma got out of the house, only she had her sister riding on the back of the broom, which meant she couldn’t zip along at a few hundred kilometers an hour–at best she was probably doing about a hundred.  And like she says she likely would have taken a better route if she were a navigator, which she isn’t, and that’s why she didn’t realize she’d flown closer to eighty kilometers instead of sixty.

But when you're flying down canyons and over mountains, who cares, right?

But when you’re flying down canyons and over mountains, who cares, right?

But where she really trumped Kerry in the geek department is that she got to hang out at the Stanley Hotel for lunch.  If this means nothing to you, allow me to mention that this is the hotel where Stephen King stayed and developed a extinction-level anger towards his family that made him feel like taking an ax to the lot of them would be a damn good idea–so good, in fact, that he turned that anger into The Shinning and forever tied The Stanley to The Overlook Hotel in the minds of just about everyone who know this shit.

There are a lot of places that Kerry would love to visit and The Stanley is one of them.  You know if he ever gets out Denver way he’s gonna hop on the broom and rocket off to Estes Park–and since he is a navigator he’ll plot a good course there.  What he’ll do there is hard to say, but walking around muttering “Redrum” and “All work and no play make Kerry a dull boy” are probably high on the list.  And give it a few more years and both Annie and Kerry could be a bit of a problem for the staff…

"Sir, the young couple in Room 217 say if their bill isn't waves they'll turn ghosts loose on everyone."  "That's ridiculous.  What are they?  Witches?"

“Sir, the young couple in Room 217 say if their bill for the week isn’t waved they’ll turn ghosts loose on everyone.” “That’s ridiculous. What do they thing they are? Witches?”

Um, yeah, about that…

So the Wingmate Get Together is over and it’s time to come back to the school.  And talk.  And do…  other things.

‘The Kettering Incident’ Season 2: Is That Even A Thing?

We are *probably* getting a Season 2, but…

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Showcase's The Kettering Incident Season 1 Episode 2 The Lights Anna at the dam at the old sullivan's house, Season 2 [Image via Foxtel/Showcase] Australian drama, The Kettering Incident, arrived on Foxtel in 2016. The Aussie audience lapped it up even if they weren’t impressed with unsatisfying Season 1 finale. Here at The Snarking Dead, we jumped on the eerie new series and recapped the hell out of it.

So, will the show be returning for Season 2?

Officially, news is scant. Even though The Kettering Incidentscored big at the AACTA Awards in Australia, Foxtel were hesitant to make a Season 2 announcement. They did, however say The Kettering Incident was not on their 2017 line up.This, of course, means nothing. For all we know, Season 2 might air in 2018, kind of like how HBO’s Westworld debuted in 2016 but Season 2 will not air until 2018 thanks to production delays.

Showcase's The Kettering Incident Season 1 Episode 2 The Lights Gillian on the chair [Image via Foxtel/Showcase] However, a Facebook page dedicated to The Kettering Incident has announced Season 2…

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Out On Their First Flight: Family Involvement

There was a whole lotta writing going on yesterday.  A whole lot.  Put on the recapping hat last night and did my first recap of the year for Humans Season 2, and that took up about two thousand words in ninety minutes, then it was into the novel for a short rest, where another eight hundred words were set into the mix.

Why so little for an original work?  When you’re recapping you just watch and make notes, then turn the notes into detailed descriptions.  I had to imagine everyone in a building that I designed, then I and to pull up that design so I could make sure I had dimensions right.  Then I had to image things about the superlab and that led to looking up clean room requirements and codes so I could get one line right.  And I’m still getting notes on chemical processing equipment down, because finding information on how to put a superlab together for something other than making meth is a bitch.  It’s like they figure you know how to put a lab together already.

And on top of all this I’m in the middle of Erywin describing something and my mind goes, “Hey, remember you just listened to the song #9 Dream?  I got a great scene that will go with that!”  And just like that I gotta take about ten minutes to visualize it and figure out what’s going on.  Because my mind is like a bag of cats trying to get comfortable and this is its way to letting me know I can’t rest for too long or I’m gonna get another scene thrown my way.

But the hell with all that:  Emma’s got a broom and she’s not doing any cleaning.  And she wants the whole family to watch something…

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

“We have a bunch of trees out in our backyard, so I get us in a group of them and I tell everyone to get in tight around me. I didn’t tell them what I was doing, I just throw up a light bending spell so the neighbors can’t see what’s going on. Now that I know no one can see us, I put the broom in hover and bring up the HUD again and start explaining everything to my parents. But instead of just letting the broom hover like I did in my bedroom when I was speaking with Ronnie, I get on the broom while I’m talking. That way I knew I’d have my parents attention and they could see something that were used to seeing all the time.

“Now that I showed them what the broom could do I told them to watch and let them know that once I was like twelve feet in the air I was going to vanish because of another spell. I got my feet back, pulled just enough on the column to get it to move, and rose slowly into the air. Just like I knew would happen I got four and a half meters off the ground and they start looking around because they can’t see me. So I hover for about five seconds and then slowly push back toward the ground and settle right down the middle of them.

“I explained to them how there’s a levitation and movement spell built into the broom and the processor on the back feeds energy into it to keep it going. I start telling them things about how fast and high it can go and tell them about the different race courses at school and the Mount Katahdin race course, and I tell them about how I did in the races over the school year.

“Then I decided to try something a little strange. I’m sitting side saddle on the broom and look at Ronnie and asked her if she wanted to go up with me.”

Kerry had avoided speaking up to this point but felt the urge to interrupt. “You asked your sister if she wanted a ride on the back of your broom? That’s pretty ballsy.”

 

This is the smart thing to do:  find something that isn’t too scary but is nonetheless magical–and what’s more magical than a witch’s broom?  Of course it’s cool when those brooms have radar and altitude/speed sensors and a lot of the conveniences found on a commercial jet, but it’s still a damn broom.  And then she asks her sister–the little brat, mind you–if she wants to go up.

And she says..?

 

Emma grinned as she shrugged. “I figured if there was anything that was going to get across the whole ‘I’m different from you because I’m a witch’ thing, it was going to be using some form of magic with someone in the family. And I saw how Ronnie looked at me when I pulled out the broom, so I figured this would be a good way to kind of bond with her over our differences.

“After she said yes I extend the seat for two people then told her to get on behind me. I let her know that her feet would automatically curl up behind her when she got on so she wouldn’t have to worry about holding them in place, and when she was on o put her arms around me and just hug me. Once she was in place I asked her if she was ready, and once she gave me the go-ahead I pulled on the column and off we went, straight up.”

“How high up did you take her?”

“Seventy-five meters. I figured that would be high enough to give her a good look around and at the same time give her a feeling of what it was like to be on the broom.”

“Good idea.” Kerry rubbed his chin as he considered his wingmate’s sound logic. “Did you fly any?”

She shook her head. “Not that time; all I did was a slow spin so she could get a good look at everything. I could tell she was a little nervous going up, but once we were on location and she was seeing everything she was calm, really cool about the whole thing. She even asked me how high I’ve been up on my broom and I told her, I’ve been up about two miles on this thing.” Emma chuckled for a few seconds. “I think that was first time I’ve ever heard Ronnie gasp.”

“But she liked it?”

“She dug the hell out of it. After we landed she was all excited about how we went up in the air together and it was just so cool being on the back of this thing… I mean, she really loved it.”

Kerry tapped his hands against his knees. “She takes after her sister.”

Emma considered statement for a few seconds before nodding. “Probably.”

 

I should remind everyone that the Neilson Sisters were doing their Rocky Mountain High thing in their pajamas and Veronica likely marveled a bit at how nonchalant Emma seemed.  And if anything it not only made the parents a little less worried about their Ginger Witch, but likely caused the sisters to bond somewhat:

"I'm sorry I was mean to you."  "I'm sorry I called you a brat."  "No, you're not."  "Okay, got me there."

“I’m sorry I was mean to you.” “I’m sorry I called you a brat.” “No, you’re not.” “Okay, got me there.”

But Emma said something in one of the paragraphs about and it’s going to lead to a little more bit more of an explanation…

Humans, Season 2, Episode 1, “The Consequence of Actions”

After a little over a year I’m back to writhing about lovable, somewhat nutty synths, the ones that got me into this recapping business!

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At long last I’m back to where it began, recapping the show that started me on the recapping trail a little over a year ago. Welcome to Humans, Season 2. And for the next eight weeks really be checking in on this crazy artificial people, a.k.a. synths, and their journey to find out what it’s like to become human. I hope you won’t be long before he discovered he can actually just suck…

Before I start, a quick note: the titles given for the episode are ones that I myself have made up. The reason for this? The program doesn’t give titles to each episode. For example, this episode is simply titled 201, which isn’t all that exciting. So what I’ve tried to do with the titles is get them to sort of go along with what’s happening throughout the entire episode. In the title for…

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