The Year of Chasing Dreams
“All that remains … This bag contained what was left of Gwen McLauren’s worldly goods, the scraps and pieces of her life and existence. Pitifully little. Across from the bed in the motel room, on the dresser, stood the plain gray box that held Gwen’s ashes, a human body, once flesh and blood, muscle and bone, heart and soul, now reduced by fire to a fine gray dust.
When Eden and Garret had returned to Crossroads House to claim the ashes, Liz had also given them the bag, saying, “These were her t...hings. She kept everything she held dear stored in it. Took it with her if she left here, brought it with her whenever she returned.” During the drive from Tampa to Destin in the panhandle, Eden had set it between her feet, sometimes touching the handles, sometimes recoiling from the sudden flop of the handle against her bare ankles. The once-hated duffel that had always taken her mother away was hers now.
Eden sighed. Her and Garret’s motel room was spacious and nicely furnished, and on the ground floor of a beach on the Gulf of Mexico, facing due west.MoreLess
When Eden and Garret had returned to Crossroads House to claim the ashes, Liz had also given them the bag, saying, “These were her t...hings. She kept everything she held dear stored in it. Took it with her if she left here, brought it with her whenever she returned.” During the drive from Tampa to Destin in the panhandle, Eden had set it between her feet, sometimes touching the handles, sometimes recoiling from the sudden flop of the handle against her bare ankles. The once-hated duffel that had always taken her mother away was hers now.
Eden sighed. Her and Garret’s motel room was spacious and nicely furnished, and on the ground floor of a beach on the Gulf of Mexico, facing due west.MoreLess
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