Off The Compass




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Passing Through

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Passing Through
Note: The characters in this story bear no intentional resemblance to any person living or dead.

Anton and Kim were driving north from their home in New Jersey to Kim's parent's town in Vermont. It was cold, even for February, and there was heavy snow. The forecast was for more blizzards and all flights had been cancelled, so they had to go by car. The couple were feeling sombre and Kim was tearful because her mother had sufffered a heart attack the day before, and was in a critical condition in the local hospital. They had left the main interstate and were driving the small country roads. There were few other vehicles, most people thought it foolish to travel in such conditions, but Kim had no choice. Fortunately, they were in a 4WD and had little to fear on the icy and snowy roads. Even so, they were both anxious, wondering whether they could reach her mother that night.

It was 12 a.m. and Anton's finger was on the tuning dial of the car radio, switching from station to station, trying to find some music he liked. 'Damn! This music sucks. Haven't they heard it's the 21st century, not 1920!' He tutted loudly.
'Calm down. There're some CDs under your seat. Put on some Destiny's Child, it'll cheer me up,' his wife said.
Anton found the CD and placed it in the tray. It slid into the player and started to play. 'What's this?' he said in surprise, 'That's not Beyonce!'
'Try it again,' Kim suggested, and her husband took the CD out and tried again. The same song was playing, but it wasn't what it should be. It was an old song, a song that Kim remembered from her childhood. 'That's the song Ma used to love. She'd play it all the time when I was a little girl.'
'That's a coincidence,' Anton commented. Then he noticed Kim was weeping. 'You okay?'
'Yeah, yeah, I'm okay. Just worried about Ma.'
'You want me to take over the driving?' her husband offered.
'That would be good. I need a rest.'
Kim stopped the car and they changed seats. After the song had finished, Kim switched the radio back on. The same song was playing. 'This is weird,' she said. She tried other stations, but there was only one song being played everywhere.

After another twenty miles or so, the weather started to get much worse. There was a strong blizzard blowing and the car's wipers were having difficulty clearing the snow from the windshield. 'Kim, this is impossible. There's no way we can continue in these conditions. We'll have to stop somewhere. Call your Papa and tell him we'll get there in the morning.'
Kim tried to reach her father but there was no signal on her cellphone. She wanted to drive on, but she knew her husband was right. If they continued any further, they would end up in a ditch. it would be foolish to continue.
After a while, some lights appeared in the distance. It was an old motel. Anton parked by the small office and told his wife to wait in the car. There seemed to be no other guests. With his down jacket pulled tight around him, he hurried the five yards across snowy ground and entered the office.

The office was dim inside; lit by a single lamp with a green shade. On the walls were old photographs, and there was an old red high-backed sofa. From behind a closed door, Anton could hear the same song that was on their radio. But there was also the voice of a woman singing along to the old song. Her voice was rich and soft. Anton rang the small brass bell that was sitting next to the guestbook on the wooden desk. The singing stopped and he heard footsteps. The door opened and out stepped a young woman. Anton thought she looked familiar, but he couldn't think where he had seen her before. He smiled anyway. 'Well, well,' she said. 'It's a really bad night for travelling, you and Kim must be cold. Take room number eight. Here are the keys. I'll fix you some hot food and bring it over in an hour or so. The heating is already on in the room, so you should be comfortable'
The young woman smiled and handed Anton the keys, then went back through the door and continued singing. Anton signed the register and hurried back to the car. 'Everything okay?' she asked.
'Yeah, fine... I think.'

Room eight was warm and cosy. Kim took a hot shower while Anton sat on the large soft bed and checked the map. Emerging from the bathroom, drying her hair, Kim said, 'I'll try to call Papa again. Maybe the signal is better here.'
She took her cellphone from her bag and redialled her father. There was no signal. She looked upset. 'Hey, Kim, don't worry. I'm sure your Ma is fine,' Anton said supportively. His wife sat on the bed and started to cry. Anton sat next to her and put his arm around her to comfort her.
After a short while, there was a knock at the door. Anton answered and the pretty young woman handed a tray of hot food to Anton. 'This is for you,' she said, 'It's Kim's favourite.'

The morning was very bright as the snow had stopped, and everything was peaceful. Anton and Kim got ready to leave and put their things in the car, Kim waited in the passenger seat while her husband went into the small office to check out. Anton rang the small brass bell and waited. After a moment an elderly man came out to assist them. 'Good morning,' he said. 'Sorry I wasn't here to check you in last night. I'm glad you found the keys and signed the register, though.'
Anton looked at him and said, 'Last night your grand-daughter helped us. She was here in the office around 1 a.m..'
The old man looked confused, 'Sorry, but there's no one here but me. I don't understand what you're talking about. There's no young woman here. More's the pity!'
Anton felt confused too, but didn't want to say more in front of Kim. He paid the owner and turned and left the office. Inside the car, he found that Kim had put on the radio and was listening to the weather forecast. 'The radio seems okay this morning,' she said.
Her husband was starting to look concerned. 'Kim... maybe you should call your dad,' he suggested.
After a few moments, her father answered his phone. 'Kim? Thank the Lord, it's you. I have some news about your mother.'

Copyright: Sean Anderson Feb 09th 2010. All rights reserved.

Adjectives
sombre: Sad and serious.
tearful: Almost crying, or crying a little.
critical: Here meaning 'a dangerous situation because something bad could happen'.
foolish: Here used to say a decision was wrong because the result could be bad.
anxious: Very worrried about somethig that may happen, or may have happened.
weird: Strange, unusual in a way that makes you uncomfortable.
dim: Here meaning 'a little dark, so that it is difficult to see'.
familiar: Here meaning 'someone who you know'.
cosy: Small, comfortable and warm.
bright: Here meaning 'shining strongly, with a lot of light'.
confused: Not able to understand clearly what is happening, or being said.

Adverbs
supportively: In a helpful and encouraging way.

Verbs
wonder: To think about something you are not sure of and try to find the answer.
suck: Here used to say you think something is low quality, low value, or not good.
tut: To make a sound with your mouth to show that you do not approve of something.
weep: To cry quietly when you are very sad.
a wiper: A type of metal arm that cleans you car's windscreen/windshield.
pull tight: To make something smaller around another object, like a belt.
hurry: To move quickly because of a special situation.
sign a register: To write your name in a book to record you are there.
emerge: To come out, or appear, from somewhere. Especially, in a slow way.
redial: To dial a number on a phone again.

Nouns
a blizzard: A snow storm with strong wind.
an interstate: A large and important road that crosses more than one state in the US.
a vehicle: A car, truck, bus, etc.
a 4WD: A vehicle which has power to all four wheels, not just two.
a tuning dial: The button on a radio that lets you find different radio stations.
Ma: mother.
a coincidence: A surprising situation when two things are connected at the same time.
conditions: Here meaning 'weather conditions'.
a ditch: A long narrow hole, often by the side of a road or field.
a shade: A piece of fabric or paper that covers a lamp and changes the light.
brass: A hard yellow metal that is a mixture of copper and zinc.

Expressions
a knock at the door: Here meaning 'someone is knocking on the door'.
more's the pity: Used to say that you wish a situation were not true.
thank the Lord: = 'thank you to God'.


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