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[ljgeoff]

I got up at 9am, put on some coffee and began to write.  Luke was up by 9:30, Sam and his friend Chad up by 10.  Carl came home from Tom's house at 10:30.  I washed up dishes that I was too lazy to do last night,  made french toast (Carl's second breakfast), and between all of that, wrote about 350 words:

“Vesa?” the name hissed between his teeth.  “Vesa?”  He coughed on his dry throat and then said loudly, “Vesa, if you can hear me, I sure could use some help.” 

“Do you talk to your Gods?”  Lewis carefully craned his neck up to see Nanaboozhoo standing over him. 

“No, I… Vesa is a man.  I don’t have any Gods.”

“Huh.”  Nanaboozhoo let his eyes travel over the Medicine Wheel, and Lewis’ spread-eagle body.  “Maybe you should get some.”  

Now I am going to spend the afternoon straightening my house.  Tonight we game.