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Whoa, Adam looks on fire! Far from Ghost Town image. More like...Tonight...we are young...let's set the world on fire (Fun.)...in Ghost Town lol!
Very exciting shirt motive/colours.

Ghost Town Part 2

Bert held Chewy, his lost and found chihuahua close to him as if Chewy had given him a new lease of life. Chewy on the other hand, in a state of confusion, kept licking Bert desperately making sure Bert was there.
Finally, Bert found a small shop, the only one still operating, using florescent lamps for lighting. The shop-owner a nice burly farmer offered meals to Bert and Chewy; and Bert was able to give Chewy a thorough washing; no running tap water just stored water from a truck that got replenished irregularly. Bert thanked the kind farmer, bade him goodbye and went on his way in search of his parents. Chewy, being extremely exhausted after its ordeal, fell asleep as Bert carried it in his haversack.
Bert walked by the river which seemed quite low in water and fish unlike before when he and Chewy would take occasional dips in it. He sat by the bank and looked across the river where his house once stood. He could barely recognise his bearings...everything seemed to look the same, tall unkempt grass and broken-down, crooked houses with parts of their roofs dangling precariously.
Then a ray of hope lifted his spirits...a wisp of smoke seemed to be streaming out of the piles of rubble. Bert quickly got up and ran across the river-bank to the other side.
When he got nearer, he smelt something cooking like broth. Wow! his heart was pounding...and he instinctively shouted: Mom! Dad! Are you there... No sound was heard from that place. Bert was not going to give up now after searching for them for two years. And then, a familiar figure emerged from behind a run-down dilapidated hut. An elderly man was hobbling to the stove which was cooking the broth, using wood as fuel. Bert ran towards him; Chewy got woken from its snug sleep when Bert's haversack almost slipped from his shoulder. Chewy gave a small scared whimper.
When Bert reached the hut, he peeked in as there wasn't even a door. A bent elderly man was ladling his pot of broth. He turned around and looked up with frail blue eyes. Bert's heart sank... it wasn't his Dad nor was there anyone else in the hut. In a husky tone, the man asked with a welcoming smile...Hellooo who are you? Bert smiled and introduced himself...Chewy was wide awake by now peeping out of the haversack and was introduced as well. The elderly man smiled serenely and offered Bert some bean and onion broth. Bert declined politely as he had just been given a full meal at the farmer's shop.
In the course of their brief conversation, the soft-spoken man said people called him Uncle Joe. Then he related the stormy night when tidal waves came unexpectedly and swept away many houses and flooded the town. Bert knew exactly what had happened as he went through that ordeal himself.
At that moment...Bert heard something that perked him up. Uncle Joe said that a very nice couple named Lilian and Mike got swept downstream out to sea but they were later picked up by a passing trawler which found them floating on a large plank hanging onto each other for dear life.
Bert was all ears and immediately asked where Lilian and Mike were now. He revealed to Uncle Joe those were his parents' names and he had been looking for them high and low. Uncle Joe looked shocked and shook his head; he said he had never known them just heard about this terrible incident. But he gave Bert a glimmer of hope. Uncle Joe said he saw a couple on a nearby hill trying to build a simple shack just like his, quite some time ago. Due to his failing health, he seldom ventured out and never heard much about anything in desolate Ghost Town.
Bert was full of hope...now that he got wind his parents could still be alive. Bert was so grateful to Uncle Joe for the best news he ever had; he looked down at Chewy and whispered: Mom and Dad are okay! Chewy looked back with its mournful eyes, whimpered, as if it knew what Bert was saying. Bert bade Uncle Joe farewell and thanked him again profusely.

Lam-My

Is this a fanfic blog? When did that happen?

WHY did that happen?

8:04.....Well, I can also ask...Is this an attack blog for Mobsters? Another person can also ask...Is this a gossip blog about Adam's boyfriends or for putting him down? Or is this a blog for telling people what they should or should not do? Your question can be asked in a myriad ways...Wake up! This blog is not for people with minds totally shut! That I'm sure!

Lam-my

I do like your style. Did enjoy that much better than all the speculation about Adam's private life!

Also, I thought your story was very heartwarming!

I must say your question back at your critics had me laughing out loud, so funny!

Attack blog for mobsters; I must say that was just funny! Never heard it said quite like that before.

With that sentiment, it over and out for me; night all! Have fun!

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!!!!!!!

Hey there, Lam-My :)....
Your continuing story - so enjoyable!

Whew... I have to admit I am glad to read that Bert's parents are alive .... You left us in suspense with Ghost Town 1, you know... ;-)

Lam-My, your depiction of your characters is heart-warming and their mannerisms are quite vivid... Eventhough you haven't deviated from your storyline by engratiating in gratuitous details... They are still quite clear to the imagination.

The old man.... I could actually early see him in my mind... And Chewy, too. Those mournful little dog eyes...

Well done, Glambert sister! Thank you for sharing your enjoyable saga...
And thank heavens Bert will now maybe find Lilian and Mike. Just don't make us cry if you set up an emotional reunion!

:)))

This blog is Lonely Anonymous for those who are alone and lonely with no friends to share with what they have to say much.

*clearly see him (not early). Sorry! Man it must be too late for me... haha

Love the continuation of your Bert story, Lam-my. :-)

I swear most of the people here are 12 years old.

The big difference between the two men featured is their voices.
Adam has a beautiful heavenly voice while IMO David Beckham has the most unpleasant disgusting male voice I have ever heard.

Lam-my I wish I had some of your determination and spunk.

9:39.....Glad it sounded funny to you, about the mobsters; you have a good sense of humour...but the actual process requires a bit of kungfu black-belt or I could be floored with a karate chop on top of that. lol! Thank you!

Hey Yada.....newly appointed 24/7 peace ambassador! lwl! You hit it on the head...I almost made the elderly man to be Bert's lost Dad but I would need to be really convincing, like you said, make people cry. lol! So I thought of an easier way out; a cliff-hanger of hope; because I remember Adam saying the Ghost Town song has elements of angst and hope/joy. Thank you!

9:58.....Thank you! for following up with Part 2 of my Ghost Town story. Adam's song will be nothing like my story...I hope to have at least captured some of the elements like love, hope, perhaps a tinge of sadness or longing.

11:45.....Thank you! It's partly genetic and a lot, cultivated out of necessity.

@Lam-my
Don't let the detractors bother you.. Thanks for sharing your stories here.. They obviously take a lot of time and I know you write them out of love and admiration for Adam.. That's why we're here, isn't it? We celebrate him each in our own ways...

Glitzylady.....Thank you very much! Yes definitely! it's out of love and admiration, without which these stories won't be able to roll out from as I always say, only God knows where. Strange, but I realise that writing from one's heart and soul needs helluva lot more than just being good at writing per se. The spirit must be felt in the story, as pointed out by those who describe it as "heart-warming", "vivid mannerisms" etc. Thanks!