Alex would be gone. They had both had prepared for this possibility a hundred times before, but never did they last even a day without reconnecting, never a week without reaffirming in some way what was rarely spoken but always present. But this time Mike knew. This time Lily would make sure that the outcome Alex desired was put forth and kept in place.
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Lily would shut it down so air tight there would be no way to come up for air and no choice but to hope that they would both re-emerge in some semblance of whole.
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Lily would shut it down so air tight there would be no way to come up for air and no choice but to hope that they would both re-emerge in some semblance of whole.
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That is what Lily had done, until six years later on a Saturday morning at 11:32 am, a letter from Alex Louise Fournier arrived in her reluctant shaken hands.
I love the snipits. I'm glad my earlier comment wasn't out of line. I know you'll get to the details, and I should've realized you hadn't really hammered out the order in which things will be revealed. I don't think you are asking too much. I'm glad your even letting us read these pieces.
ReplyDeleteMore, more!
ReplyDeleteAnd Red, I hope my comment was ok-I was just disagreeing, not trying to be disagreable.
I can't wait for each installation. these are good reading. :D
ReplyDeleteThe holding of breath is this bit ... it's all just waiting to gasp for air when Lily decides what to do next!
ReplyDeleteTHIS is where I comment "OHHHH!"
ReplyDeleteexciting...
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