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What Lies Beneath Symposium #39  

wickedeasy 74F
11076 posts
4/2/2018 11:22 am
What Lies Beneath Symposium #39



I’ll be back in three days.

Yes.

The door closed behind him, the house falling into a stillness that wrapped around her like a soft quilt. She slid across the wooden floors in her socks, clicking off the filtered air, opening the French doors and stepped out on the cool flagstones, air filling her lungs as she breathed deeply for the first time in what seemed like forever. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out the cigarettes she did not have and lit one, inhaling until she choked. Smiling she sat on the stone wall next to the hydrangeas, wafting smoke rings over the sculpted garden, lighting cigarette from cigarette until the moon rose.

Edging back into the darkened room, she slid silently through the rooms into the kitchen. She would not need a glass, there was no need for pretense or formality this evening. Her hand found the bottle, tucked it in under her arm, reached for the basket in the fridge, wandered back to the bedroom. The light from the moon cast a shadowy spotlight through the skylight that stretched across the chaise by the fireplace, redolent from the spruce logs burned last night. Inhaling the scent, she changed into her nightgown, climbing onto the sleigh bed.

She tipped a handful of the goodies from the basket into her palm, crunched, and followed them with a healthy gulp of Jameson. Treasuring the silence, the lack of TV noise, no computers beeping, no phones pinging with calls, she continued her minor feasting until she began to drift noticing that the house still had its own sound, a thrum of sorts or was that in her head. Pulling herself back up, she gobbled the last of the what the basket held, drank greedily, then gave herself with silent satisfaction to the softness of slumber.

It was not until she awoke, and his voice asked, how did you sleep, that she realized she had not succeeded.

Although she could not have seen the flashing lights, she now fully understood what lies beneath. Next time, she would do better.

You cannot conceive the many without the one.


wickedeasy 74F
32404 posts
4/2/2018 11:24 am

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in case the image didn't stick

You cannot conceive the many without the one.


Tmptrzz 61F  
107039 posts
4/2/2018 12:16 pm

Very nice hun what a wonderful contribution to the Symposium..

Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on..


XHamburgDave 80M
10466 posts
4/2/2018 12:58 pm

Deep and Dark

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KItkat1415 61F  
20051 posts
4/2/2018 1:50 pm

As usual, thought provoking in its imagery.
There is part of me that is interested in this person you write about, wanting to share her drinks, her leisure time spent walking on the flagstones...
There is another part of me that could never live that life and would rebel.
Still, a tidy piece of writing.
What lies beneath?
Only she understood that...
kk

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sweet_VM 65F
81699 posts
4/2/2018 5:37 pm

Breath taking hugs V

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rachel0718 58F
20470 posts
4/2/2018 9:22 pm

I am so lost in this right now my friend... mesmerizing...


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pocogato12 71F  
37235 posts
4/3/2018 6:05 am

What happens when you do not win. Perhaps it was not really wanted. The picture is perfection. Another wonderfully crafted slice of life.

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