Sunshine

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine”

She sat on the bed, cradling the baby, singing to her. Calming her. Reached out one arm, flicked on the computer.

“You make me happy when skies are grey”

Volume down, don’t attract attention. Wait, watch. She felt what we all feel when we breach our conscience for the best of reasons. Reluctance, nervousness, determination, release. Release at, finally, being able to act.

She had to know.

“You’ll never know dear, how much I love you”

A symbol. One she did not know yet hauntingly familiar. Cold, dark, metallic yet filled with life and terrifying strength. Something she knew yet had never known.

She held the child close. Yet could not tear her eyes from the image before her.

“So please don’t take my sunshine away.”

She jumped. Did not need to turn. Him.

“What is it?”
“It’s what you want.”
“And what is that?”
“Something beautiful.”

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Published in: on January 7, 2009 at 3:51 pm  Leave a Comment  

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