[An ideally quiet trip to the lake (not that he would have minded company) comes to an abrupt end when Oscar nears its vicinity and hears a familiar shout. He stops in his tracks, puzzled.
The voice isn't one he's particularly used to, but it's not easy to forget, either. It's not her presence that baffles him, though.
Water do-hickey person?
It's obviously not him, since he's a little too far for them to see each other. So he picks up his pace and closes the distance between himself and the lake, and, sure enough, there's . . . Norma, it was. And she's saying some odd things.]
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The voice isn't one he's particularly used to, but it's not easy to forget, either. It's not her presence that baffles him, though.
Water do-hickey person?
It's obviously not him, since he's a little too far for them to see each other. So he picks up his pace and closes the distance between himself and the lake, and, sure enough, there's . . . Norma, it was. And she's saying some odd things.]
Who are you talking to?