http://slow.writerscafe.org/Jess%20Daly The original writings of author Missing Cello en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776009959 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 CHAPTER ELEVEN　I trailed behind Gauge as he entered his living room, and stared at the bare skin on his back in awe. I let my eyes glide over him appreciatively before settling my gaze on each side of his shoulders, where there were two angry looking scars. I swallowed hard and moved .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/553199/ CHAPTER TEN　　I awoke with a start on my bedroom floor. My face ached and my hand was throbbing. It was two in the morning, I must have dozed off after my major meltdown. I pushed myself up with my good hand and climbed into my bed to curl up in a ball. I waited out the rest o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/551866/ CHAPTER NINE　　I sat next to Gauge on the couch in silence for a few moments. I could feel the familiar energy pulsing between us, there was only a small space between our bodies and I could feel every nerve-ending in my body reaching out for him. After everything we talked ab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/551865/ CHAPTER EIGHT　　We pulled up to an abandoned looking house. It was fairly small and pretty battered. It looked like it had been dumped there by a tornado that didn't make it to OZ. "Um, where are we?" I asked furtively."Home sweet home." He smiled at me."This is where yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/551864/ CHAPTER SEVEN　　I was running in the woods with a feeling of dread when I came across him.It was raining and he was standing in a clearing with nothing but a pair of jeans hanging low on his waist. Good lord he was amazingly beautiful! He had lines of ink covering his well scu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/551863/ CHAPTER SIX　　　"JESUS CHRIST!!!" I shrieked. "Nope, just me... I could see how you could confuse us though." Gauge sat smirking at me from the passenger's seat of my car."How the hell did you get in here?" I was shaking like a leaf."You didn't lock your doors." .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/551862/ CHAPTER FIVE　　　Once I was home and safe in bed I let myself cry. I cried for the loss of my friend Mark, I cried for my stupid and unrequited feelings for Gauge, and for my mom letting Richard push her around, but mostly I cried for myself. I felt like I was going of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/551861/ CHAPTER FOUR　　　It had been almost a week since the hellish events of Saturday night, I was sitting in my last period bio class staring down at my desk. It had also been almost a week since I had seen or talked to Gauge. I felt my heart tug at the thought of him, I wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/551858/ CHAPTER THREE　　The ride home was horrible and long.I was absolutely exhausted and I felt like I was dreaming, or more appropriately having a nightmare. So when I came home to a police cruiser in my driveway I was more than a little disoriented. I left my car running and mov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/551857/ CHAPTER TWO　　Why couldn't I get him out of my head? It was now well into the afternoon, and I was sitting outside trying to clear my head. I couldn't understand why I felt this way. It was like I was obsessed. This was sick, I didn't even know him and yet I spent the whole da.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/551856/ CHAPTER ONE　　The time always seemed to drag during last period. I watched as the minutes dragged by while the rest of my classmates were buzzing about what their plans were for the weekend. It was Friday afternoon and I had nothing to look forward to but my mom's horrible coo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/551855/ Lacey's stepfather's job lands her in a small town in New Hampshire where she meets the mysterious, and sometimes intimidating Gauge. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jess-Daly/551853/