Logic Takes a Vacation
The house is quiet except for occasional humming and the twitter of the finches in their cage. Heart wanders into the kitchen and sits at the table. She has an amused expression and is holding a small photo. She has been trying all morning to conjure a memory without success. The picture she holds is small, black and white. It shows the visage of a man smiling. It is a lopsided smile, not happiness, just a for the camera' smile. It doesn't reach his eyes. His hands are folded near his chin. They hide a dimple there maybe. She can't be sure. So frustrating. Long, graceful fingers. She can remember his fingers, his hands. The rest is lost for some unknown reason.

Behind him is a window. Light streams in and plays with the shadows of the palm leaves in the background. This photograph was supposed to be in color. In fact she does have one in color, holding her page in The Great Gatsby. She doesn't like it in color as much as in black and white. Color shows too much. His eyes are red and he looks annoyed. No, leave that picture to Gatsby.
She begins to hum to herself softly. "Please be quiet!" A shout from the next room. Mind is sitting at the computer. She is banging at the keys furiously. She will not let Heart turn her sappy music on, nor the television. "No Noise! I am working! Please, I just need some peace and quiet today." Mind is trying to be civil. It's not easy to do right now. She knows that Heart is sensitive and we don't need to get her going. We'd never get anything accomplished then.

Mind has been trying to get in touch with Logic for days. It seems like months since they have spoken. She keeps leaving messages, especially in the middle of the night when she can't sleep. She knows Logic doesn't like to be disturbed then, but she can't help it. This is a crisis.
All of the moping and mooning is just too much. Heart just keeps playing the same damn songs over and over. All the old tricks have no effect on her. She seems impervious. How can one be so sensitive and yet so stubborn? Walking around with that stupid picture. Mind should have hidden it somewhere. Maybe that would make this entire business stop. No, of course not. It couldn't be that easy.
Where the hell is Logic anyway? She said she would be back days ago. She is going to blow her top when she sees the state of affairs here. "How could I have lost control of this situation? Where did I fall asleep at the wheel?" Mind is searching for answers. She has to

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