Tired and unsure of herself, Fiona McDougal was AWARE of being a new face in a new neighborhood. She was struggling. This new assignment was very important to her, and she couldn’t afford to let what happened last time repeat itself. But she just couldn’t shake the sense that something FISHY was going on: subtle shifts at the local market, people coming and going where they hadn’t before, and an overall tension when she walked in on conversations at the local pub. Wondering if pushing on that tension would help her SCOUT out the LOCUS of the problem, she headed towards the pub. At the very least, she’d have a minute to talk with Sal, he always knew what was up. Anyway, it was almost time to head back to the precinct to type up report. As good a time as any for a short break.

Georg’ann

My yesterday is now complete,
Permission given to RAISE the blinds, begin again
Each day SHOWN new guides
These BOSSY words taking me to unexpected places within
I’ve won more than a few COUPS,
subverting their tyranny
toward my own mastery
Like a Ninja, my FOCUS and LOCUS are ever changing
Patient, alert, curious as to where the practice will lead.

Heather