First Draft 9114 full version
First Draft 9/11 I have not named it yet so this is the working title for now. Names don’t mean anything, they will change anyway, so don’t get to hung up on them. Jackie woke up at three, as he often did, when the silence was broken by something entering the room. It was always dark, at three in the morning, no mater what time of year it was. It was nothing unusual, just the same old thing that always went through the room just before dawn. Nineteen seventy four, the end of oil hit the US in the face, and Ford released the Mustang II, a sub-compact. I was listening to Piper at the Gates of Dawn, waiting for my brothers to return from Vietnam. We never failed to watch the news. Four AM, the sun would still be a bit coming up, there was nothing to do, just sit there, wondering. Another hour and my mother would be coming home from work. She would make breakfast and then after a while she would retire for a few hours. Six the sun might be up, only if it were the right time of the