Tell Eddie: Someone for Him

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Continuation... (From Tell Eddie: Collision)

When he opened his eyes, the lush greenery unfolded before his view. The breathing green, freckled with dead gray, was asleep beneath the placid blue. The sky was devoid of clouds, so pristine and clear, save for the few sparrows flying in perfect serenity. All around the cemetery, marble mausoleums stood in dignity. Amos bent down and laid the flowers on the grass. He wiped with his palms the stone epitaph that said “In loving memories…”

“Linda,” he murmured.

Tell Eddie: Collision

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Continuation… (From Tell Eddie: The Single Rose)

For a moment, Amos reflected back on his own life and on the many women he loved before. He compared them with Linda. Who had said they love me with all their life? he asked himself. How many said I am all they have? I guess all of them. Everyone had really loved me. But have I loved them that much? What have I given back to them? A little of my time? Of my attention? Of myself? But that was the best I could give. In my mind and heart, I had truly loved them.

Tell Eddie: The Single Rose

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Continuation… (From Tell Eddie: Like a Deserted Road)

He gave the driver his address and settled into silence. He leaned back on his seat and digested the candy his mouth had been playing with earlier. The taxi coursed smoothly; the fresh pine scent of the ambience tickled his nose. The radio was not playing and the only noise was the crackle of raindrops on the windows. Yet, it was music for him, the rhythm like quick strums on a guitar, a song in guise of loneliness. He felt relief, and in his heart, he loved the peace.

“Will there be a storm?” he broke the spell himself.

Tell Eddie: Like a Deserted Road

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When he stepped out of the club, a chill wind blew by that he shuddered and zipped his open jacket.

“Damn,” he muttered. “What a cold night.”

It was already past midnight and the whole city was shrouded in pale lights, utter silence, save for the few engine roars, and the mighty cold. Above, heaps of angry clouds tainted the dark continental sky, their pinkish or orange margins glistened with every flash of lightning. He looked around and only the grotesque buildings met his gaze.