A Message of Love
“He looked at the clock on the mantelpiece, the leather of the couch creaking as his head moved.
No. No, you’ve got to be kidding me.
He’d fallen asleep.
According to that god-damned clock, he’d been out for about twenty minutes. Jacob rubbed his hand across his face.
“Just wonderful,” he muttered, wiping the drying tears from his cheeks.
The phone buzzed from the bar, startling him, the glasses rattling a little at the vibration. Old friend Glen waited, beckoning.
“I think I’ll have that drink now. Jesus, this is unreal.”
Yes, you’re right. It wasn’t real. Fuck.
The phone went off again, and he moved to stand up. He yelled at the pain that shot through his groin. He’d once had a cat bite him through the palm of his hand. That bee-stung ache lasted for days afterward. His inner thighs now felt exactly the same.
Then he saw it, and shivers cascaded down his spine.
Mara’s letter.
He stood, ignoring the pain, and walked to the bar. The letter lay folded on the varnished wood, right next t...o his phone.MoreLess
No. No, you’ve got to be kidding me.
He’d fallen asleep.
According to that god-damned clock, he’d been out for about twenty minutes. Jacob rubbed his hand across his face.
“Just wonderful,” he muttered, wiping the drying tears from his cheeks.
The phone buzzed from the bar, startling him, the glasses rattling a little at the vibration. Old friend Glen waited, beckoning.
“I think I’ll have that drink now. Jesus, this is unreal.”
Yes, you’re right. It wasn’t real. Fuck.
The phone went off again, and he moved to stand up. He yelled at the pain that shot through his groin. He’d once had a cat bite him through the palm of his hand. That bee-stung ache lasted for days afterward. His inner thighs now felt exactly the same.
Then he saw it, and shivers cascaded down his spine.
Mara’s letter.
He stood, ignoring the pain, and walked to the bar. The letter lay folded on the varnished wood, right next t...o his phone.MoreLess
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