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I Call With All My Heart

Posted by Kimberly Gail on October 11, 2017

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oh, what time can do

We sit side by side, neither of us bothering to even glance at the other. No words are spoken between us. I pause in my reading to consider the stranger next to me. I can feel his presence there. His body heat warms the cushion of the couch we share. The scent of his cologne is pleasant. His breathing is loud, likely the result of nasal congestion. Occasionally he will clear his throat and the harsh sound breaking the silence startles me. Who is this man and how did he come to sit next to me here?

It seems I knew him once. A long time ago perhaps. Surely there was a time when we were not such strangers. There is something familiar about his raspy breath. That pleasant cologne stirs distant memories. Yes, I am sure I knew him once.

Tentatively I glance over and for a second I catch a glimpse not of the stranger he is today, but of the man I fell in love with so many years ago. I see my husband.

Fiction Friday: Meet Aleksia

My name is Aleksia, and I am a fury.
My sister, Asta, suggested we journal our actions now that the world knows of the existence of our kind. She said people would lie and create their own versions of our lives. To protect ourselves we need to tell our own story. This is the beginning of mine.
If you want to like the person whose story you are reading, then you should pick a different story. I won't pretend to be likable and I have never claimed to be nice. I've done things in my life that are not at all admirable or perhaps even reprehensible to some. I think most of us have. But if you really feel the need to like the person you are reading about, then seriously, pick a different story. This one is not for you. I am going to be honest and real and I have found that tends to not make you many friends. It is important though, for me to fully disclose my life so that maybe you can understand why I have done some of the things I have. Even with understanding, you may not like t…

About Me

Kimberly Gail grew up in Kansas but has neither lived on a farm nor been swept away to a magical land by a tornado. She does however craft magical worlds in her mind that she lovingly transforms into words through her writing. She is a mother of three; two newly-minted adults, and one highly opinionated pre-teen whom she is currently home-schooling.

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