Willow and violet

Jo parked the car in front of a cheap looking motel. The lights flickered, the windows were no longer see through and above the entrance there was a damaged board that once spelled the word ‘WELCOME’, but due to age and neglect only the first three letters were still readable.
“This is the best I could find” Jo said. She had find it a better idea if she had been the one taking Meg away. Dean and Meg in the same l’espace was never a good idea, even if he did save her life.
“It’s good enough for me” Meg commented. She loosened her seatbelt and wanted to step out.
“Hang on” Jo said...

par RICHARD LARDNER and JIM KUHNHENN, Associated Press Richard Lardner And Jim Kuhnhenn, Associated Press – Thu Apr 7, 12:33 am ET

WASHINGTON – The Obama administration warned Wednesday that a federal shutdown would undermine the economic recovery, delay pay to U.S. troops fighting in three wars, slow the processing of tax returns and small business loans and government-backed mortgages during peak accueil buying season.

The dire message, delivered two days before the federal government's spending authority expires, appeared aimed at jolting congressional Republicans into a budget compromise....

Mrs. Jones was cleaning the breakfast table, tableau when someone rang the bell. She put the dishes on the dresser and walked to the front door. She opened and froze.
“You” she a dit weak when seeing Cas.
“Hello, Mrs. Jones” Cas a dit friendly. “Can I come in, please?”
“I…I don’t know, Mr…” Mrs. Jones stammered reluctant.
“Novak. Castiel Novak” Cas introduced himself. He nodded at Meg. “This is Meg Masters. She’s a close friend. Please, Mrs. Jones, I just want to talk to you”
Mrs. Jones sighed. “Fine, then” she a dit and she let them in. She led them to the cuisine where...