Judge wakes to early, ..The haze from last nights thunderstorm still hasn't cleared the fields. She grabs her smokes and lights one up. Its mornings like these that make her extra nervous. You can almost see shadows walking. Staring out the window, she remembers when it was a nice safe town.
She realizes That Its Sunday, Its a Holy day. She feels compelled to attend services.Walking to her closet, she decides against it. Who really wants to wear a dress today, ..its muggy already and barely 9:00. She reaches in her jewelry box, and grabs her silver cross. " Just in case" she mutters aloud to no one one but herself. A T-shirt and sweats will have to do. No need to impress anyone. No one else in this town is ever up and around this early on a Sunday.
Walking into the kitchen she trips over a dog. **** stupid dogs..she gathers up the leashes, and heads out for a morning run. The dogs are as excited as ever, and almost pull her face first down the street. She stops, adjust the collars and starts moving again. The volume all the way up on the Ipod. "This IS my service " she thinks to herself, ..nothing like solitude and movement to get a girl ready to face the day.
"Hmmm, I see chills dog stand is back open, ..Maybe I can have lunch there today...? "
