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Yellow Point Epiphany

By Robert Adair Wilson

Copyright 2010 Robert Adair Wilson - Cover by Leslie Slova Wilson

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During the whole of the journey up island nothing of remarkable notice had taken place ... nothing out of ordinary, Tom Barton mused to himself as he glanced away from the road ahead of him sideways to his wife, Ellen, who read her magazine. This was a relief after the constant threat of snowstorms had permeated the weather forecasts over the course of the previous week. Only a fine mist-like rain now kept the windshield wipers on the intermittent setting.

"Do you want to try the radio again; maybe find something you like now?" They had been on the road for at least an hour and not much had been said. He had started humming to himself softly but loud enough for Ellen to hear and that was usually a signal to turn on the radio before he launched into a full-blown chorus of something, probably The Beatles, from the sixties. Ellen closed her magazine and slowly jabbed at the 'on' knob for the radio. It returned a blast of volume from the CBC and all at once they were well into another tale about Morley and Dave at the Vinyl Café.

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