Story #6 of the PABO Series

ANNA BEGINS (Counting Crows)

My friend assures me "it's all or nothing"

I am not worried, I am not overly concerned

My friend implores me: "For one time only make an

exception"

I am not not worried

Wrap her up in a package of lies send her off to a

coconut island

I am not worried, I am not overly concerned

With the status of my emotions "Oh", She says, "You're

changing."

But we're always changing

It does not bother me to say this isn't love

Because if you don't want to talk about it then it

isn't love

And I guess I'm going to have to live with that

But, I'm sure there's something in a shade of grey or

something in between

And I can always change my name if that's what you

mean

My friend assures me "It's all or nothing"

But I am not really worried, I am not overly concerned

You try to tell yourself the things you tell yourself

to make yourself forget

I am not worried

"If it's love", she said, "then were gonna have to

think about the consequences"

She can't stop shaking and I can't stop touching her

and.....

This time when kindness falls like rain

It washes her away and Anna begins to change her mind

"These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering

for days" she says

And I'm not ready for this sort of thing

But I'm not gonna break and I'm not going to worry

about it anymore

I'm not gonna bend and I'm not gonna break

I'm not gonna worry about it anymore

It seems like I should say "as long as this is

love..."

But it's not all that easy so maybe I should just:

Snap her up in a butter fly net and just pin her down

on a photograph album

I am not worried, I've done this sort of thing before

But then I start to think about the consequences

Because I don't get no sleep in a quiet room and...

This time when kindness falls like rain

It washes me away and Anna begins to change my mind

And every time she sneezes I believe it's it's love

and

Oh lord.... I'm not ready for this sort of thing

She's talking in her sleep

It's keeping me awake and Anna begins to toss and turn

And every word is nonsense but I understand and

Oh lord... I'm not ready for this sort of thing

Her kindness bangs a gong

It's moving me along and Anna begins to fade away

It's chasing me away

She disappears and

Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing

Author's Notes: (from Jen)

It's amazing how much time a story can take --

particularly a story that one pours herself into as

I've poured myself into the entire PABO saga: the

story of Psyche at the Massachusetts Academy. It is

admittedly a MarySue-esque venture, this PABO series,

for both myself and Jinxo. I write things for Psyche I

wished I could have, and when I needed to escape I

slipped on her persona and played in GenX's universe.

I almost didn't finish "Something in Between" -- in

fact, it's not entirely done, and I admit I have

worries about posting unfinished stories, but I feel

now that the time is right. I haven't worked on it in

several months, and I don't see that I will any time

soon. I have changed much since writing Psyche; she

and I have led very different lives from our point of

divergence over a year and a half ago

Suffice to say, "Something in Between" is the last

planned PABO story. This isn't saying I won't write

more, if more needs to be told, but I feel that this

is a proper place to end. The story is over. It's been

fun.