Between the Stars_Never Wake Up_Awake Again_Good Samaritans
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Between the Stars
Owen sits in the garden, lost in thought. He looks out of place here, a tall, well-built man sitting alone under vines and roses. Fingers twisting along the rough wooden bench, he plans and unplans, running the future over in his mind. His phone rings, dragging him away from the abyss of time. It’s Ezra. Just seeing the name and photo sends his heart racing.“Hey,” he hears, “are we still on for tonight?”Owen nods nervously, forgetting he’s just a voice. “Uh, yeah. 7:00.”“Need me to pick anything up on the way?”“Nope, all good.”“Okay, see you then,” Ezra says. “Love you.”“Love you, too.” His ne...
Never Wake Up
I awoke this morning in a precarious situation. I was in the hospital and the second I opened my eyes, doctors swarmed me. I was besieged by white coats asking me intimate questions, I’m assuming to see if I was in a state of amnesia. My first conversation went something along the lines of:“Hello. I am Dr. George Newman. What is your name,” he said it cautiously, like I was an imbecile, but I tried not to take offense.“I am Marybeth Goldstein, but I go by Beth.”“That you are! And how old are you Beth?”“I am twenty three years old. Born May 17, 1992 to Elizabeth Friar-Goldstein and Dr. Richard...
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I wake with a nothingness in my chest.The room is cold. I feel it weighing on my bones, seeping into my joints, pushing me further beneath the soft duvet. A ray of sunlight falls through the crack between the blinds and my bedroom window. I cover my head with the blanket, pushing out the light and welcoming the darkness once again. Eyes closed. Breathe in. Breathe out. Get up, I hear the voice in my head. I shake my head beneath the covers. I won’t.The nothingness fills me--a familiar emptiness that feels both hollow and weighty. I wonder if one morning I won’t just float up out of my bed, so ...
Good Samaritans
“How are you doing?” Angela asked. “Am fine,” the lady responded. “After we left yesterday, we were so worried about you that’s why we are back to see you. Isn’t it George?” Holding her close, he replied, “Yeah! Although the doctor assured us you'd be fine. We were still worried about you. Thank God you are indeed OK.” “Is she your daughter?” Angela asked pointing to a girl wearing a white dress with green dots and hair adorned with ribbons. “Yes she is,” the lady replied. “Wow! She is beautiful. Hey, little beauty, what's your name?” Angela asked. “My name is Rachel,” she replied. “I want to ...