Novel on the blog…..Part 3
June 26, 2008 – 5:38 amAnother flash of images came to the horizon. This time I was in the kitchen. Waiting for Lilah to finish the pancakes so I could roll them with yogurt and whip cream inside and hand them to the crew. All around me were little faces looking up at me waiting. Casie was just eight and wanted to help with the loading so it would go faster.
She and I were the most alike. Quiet with little to say on a good day. Just thinking non-stop thinking. You could tell when you asked her a simple question by the tiniest squint to her eyes that she diliberated over every word so carefully.
The air was heated with tension that morning. I can remember staring at the spoon in my hand for too long before Casie put it into the yogurt for me like I was the child. Lilah and Benny had been up all night after he had come home early from work. The amazing company he was working for had just cut his entire department in one solid swipe of pink slips. Six years of security and stability just packed up and left overnight. He was devistated, and like all eternal optimists eager to get back into what he loved doing. Accounting.
I suddenly recalled every second that ticked as Lilah picked up the phone.
"Uhuh. I am his wife."
I watched the phone drop from her hand in slow motion. Each momemt from there was slow motion. Like being caught in molasses. She slumped into a heap and shook will pain. Someone slowly dimmed the lights like in a movie theatre right before the movie starts. Only there was no anticipation just dimming.
Weeks, and months passed.
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