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So he put the rock into his pocket and gave it a little pat of reassurance.
“So, how long have you been a rock?” he asked… and while doing so realized how funny it sounded and this made him smile.
…laughter joined him ….
“yes, you know… a very long time”
“yeah” he said.
They kept walking through the woods, well, he walked, and the rock enjoyed the ride. This was highly unusual for the stone… It was used to not moving for eons at a time. At one point it was millions of years before it moved … A big storm had eroded the stream bank where it was embedded for (nearly) countless years….and released the stone…
“Huh?” he asked.
“red dress” came again from the stone
“Um, okay… red dress…. Purple socks! How’s that”
Then it felt like he just had a rock in his pocket.. nothing special….
He got home and put the rock on his dresser and forgot all about it ….
Some days later he was in a bookstore and just starting thinking about the stone…First he wondered if he kept the stone and recalled he put it on his dresser… yes.. he kept it… and he wondered about his ‘conversation’ with the rock…. Maybe his brain was having some fun and he did admit he enjoyed greatly the short time spent with the rock…. But he just thought it was all a bit too strange …. At that moment he looked up and noticed a woman in a red dress enter the store.
“yes that’s the dress”
“What? You’re not even here stupid rock!!” He said (not out loud!)
“You know that is the red dress”
“okay, okay, yes, I feel that… yes.. but what about it?”