The Field 8

by Glenn Gillis
(Lévis Quebec Canada)

Original Text: The Field 8

Charlie is happy to see that his two friends are there. Little Normand Chassé and Linda Cardinal smile as they see Charlie enter the small playground. Barbara Adams leaves Charlie in the sand pile and walks towards one of the swings. A book is in her hand: a novel of romance. Barbara loves reading love stories and will try to finish it tonight, if she can. She tried desperately to rape it up during the week but was always interrupted by something or another. She is about to sit on one of the swings when something distracts her. She looks towards the woods near bye.
“What was...?”
She’s a little confused. She could have sworn she just saw children. But that is impossible children playing at this time in the woods; however, it gave her the creeps.
Come on girl, there’s nothing there; it was just your imagination playing tricks on you again.

* * *

Elizabeth finds a place on one of the lower bleachers, puts the cushion down and sits on it. Just a little higher among the crowd she notices Helen Chassé and Jennifer Cardinal waving at her. She waves back but turns her attention to the game witch just started. Impulsively, both

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Revised Text:

Charlie was happy to see that his two friends were there. Little Normand Chassé and Linda Cardinal smiled as they saw Charlie enter the small playground.

Barbara Adams left Charlie at the sand pile and walked towards one of the swings, a book in her hand - a romance novel. Barbara loves reading love stories and wanted to finish it tonight, if she could. She tried desperately to wrap it up during the week but was always interrupted by something or another. She was about to sit on one of the swings when something distracted her.

She looked towards the woods nearby.

“What was...?” a little confused. She could have sworn she just saw children. But that's impossible, children playing in the woods at this time. It gave her the creeps.

Come on girl, there’s nothing there. It's just your imagination playing tricks on you again.

* * *

Elizabeth found a place on one of the lower bleachers, put the cushion down and sat on it. Just a little higher among the crowd, she noticed Helen Chassé and Jennifer Cardinal waving at her. She waved back then turned her attention to the game, which had just started. Impulsively, both


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