Thursday, March 12, 2009

The Falls



James could hear the Wanton Falls from his attic room. It was a new sound to him, somewhat relaxing, somewhat disturbing.

But later, when he walked along the river with Carolyn it took on a new meaning. All he has to do is close his eyes and he can see the joy on her face and hear her lilting laughter.

Sometimes the Falls is loud and rumbling, pouring forth in an angry, fast-moving pace. Sometimes it's slower, trickling along. In the coldest part of the winter it even freezes. The small town of Wanton is as unpredictable as the Falls.

Carolyn has lived with the Falls and the Cheat River in her life since the day she was born. In fact there's not a soul who has more of a connection to the river than she does.

The Falls



James could hear the Wanton Falls from his attic room. It was a new sound to him, somewhat relaxing, somewhat disturbing.

But later, when he walked along the river with Carolyn it took on a new meaning. All he has to do is close his eyes and he can see the joy on her face and hear her lilting laughter.

Sometimes the Falls is loud and rumbling, pouring forth in an angry, fast-moving pace. Sometimes it's slower, trickling along. In the coldest part of the winter it even freezes. The small town of Wanton is as unpredictable as the Falls.

Carolyn has lived with the Falls and the Cheat River in her life since the day she was born. In fact there's not a soul who has more of a connection to the river than she does.