looked back. Although he does had been high ground of not know if he will write for importance to the city around it.” money, he loves doing it as a Geoff mused as he surveyed the pastime. remnant of land. At the top of the His story, "The Amazingly hill sat one of those old Southern Unselfish Couple", came about mansions favored in cooler drier because he had to write some times. If his luck wasn’t horrible, stories about love, for his the place might have hospitable eleventh grade creative writing people, who could repair his boat. class, and he wanted to veer away Geoff heard a man from the usual stories he has read holler from the heights. of couples who are unbelievably he thought. The “Good.” selfish. Vejas has amused those place was inhabited by a friendly on Stylist for many years and person; his luck was not entirely though he is young, he is also rotten after all. getting started as a member of wrong?” the man “What’s the Slate & Style team. asked again his loud voice carrying through the hot sticky air. The Dead Past cut out” Geoff “Engine by Shawn Jacobson answered. got real hot, and “It then it died.” Geoff cursed under his me look at it.” the “Let breath as he pulled the boat man said while coming down. ashore. The hot metallic stink of Geoff said, was “Thanks.” “I tortured machinery assailed his afraid I’d be stuck out here nostrils; whatever had messed forever.” Then, the way, my “By him up was serious. It was name’s Geoff.” fortunate that his engine had the other man said. “Joe.” given out close to an island. me get my sons to come help “Let The island was wooded. turn the thing over. Then we’ll Sidewalks and roads crossed it at see what is wrong. Bill, Ken, come intervals. one time, this island “At
looked back. Although he does not know if he will write for money, he loves doing it as a pastime. His story, "The Amazingly Unselfish Couple", came about because he had to write some stories about love, for his eleventh grade creative writing class, and he wanted to veer away from the usual stories he has read of couples who are unbelievably selfish. Vejas has amused those on Stylist for many years and though he is young, he is also getting started as a member of the Slate & Style team. The Dead Past by Shawn Jacobson Geoff cursed under his breath as he pulled the boat ashore. The hot metallic stink of tortured machinery assailed his nostrils; whatever had messed him up was serious. It was fortunate that his engine had given out close to an island. The island was wooded. Sidewalks and roads crossed it at intervals. “At one time, this island had been high ground of importance to the city around it.” Geoff mused as he surveyed the remnant of land. At the top of the hill sat one of those old Southern mansions favored in cooler drier times. If his luck wasn’t horrible, the place might have hospitable people, who could repair his boat. Geoff heard a man holler from the heights. “Good.” he thought. The place was inhabited by a friendly person; his luck was not entirely rotten after all. “What’s wrong?” the man asked again his loud voice carrying through the hot sticky air. “Engine cut out” Geoff answered. “It got real hot, and then it died.” “Let me look at it.” the man said while coming down. “Thanks.” Geoff said, “I was afraid I’d be stuck out here forever.” Then, “By the way, my name’s Geoff.” “Joe.” the other man said. “Let me get my sons to come help turn the thing over. Then we’ll see what is wrong. Bill, Ken, come
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