He sat upright in the bed he had made with the intention of impressing company. His eyes, once boring holes in the door his heart willed open, now lazily sank into their sockets. It was past 2. She had said she would arrive at 1. He was in need of sleep, yet found the respite he sought would only come with her. She often swat in him in the middle of the night, but he did not mind. He liked to think it was her subconsciously lurching for his attention. It calmed him to think that she was not aware she always had it.
Those assurances had long since left him as he sat alone in his dark room. His mind fit together scenario after scenario of the cause of her absence. Somehow, it always left him with the image of her in another bed. swatting another figure.
(This is a beginning in need of a middle.)
(...an end would be useful as well.)
Those assurances had long since left him as he sat alone in his dark room. His mind fit together scenario after scenario of the cause of her absence. Somehow, it always left him with the image of her in another bed. swatting another figure.
(This is a beginning in need of a middle.)
(...an end would be useful as well.)
Liked these lines that are pregnant with possibility:
ReplyDelete"She often swat in him in the middle of the night, but he did not mind. He liked to think it was her subconsciously lurching for his attention"
Found you on 20sb. :)