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Authors: Nicola Moriarty
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you bring my soul back to life. But everything else is … absent. Juliette, did you mean what you said last night? About staying in the apartment forever? Staying with me?
‘Yes, I really did. I don’t believe that there could ever be a goodbye for us – our love is different. It’s love that’s too strong to be broken by death. Love that’s going to keep us together, forever.’
And you’re sure you’ll be happy – trapped inside, always?
‘I’m not trapped, Danny, I want to be here. Nothing out there matters to me. I don’t care if I never walk across the grass again or stop to pick a stupid, fucking flower. All of that is nothing to me. Nothing in comparison to being with you.’
I guess it’s a part of life, right? A part of relationships – everyone makes sacrifices.
‘Exactly.’ Juliette paused before she spoke again. ‘Danny, I’m going to grow old in this apartment, with you by my side. And when the day finally comes for my life to end, I’ll come to you. We’ll be together for eternity.’
There was a long pause, and then she felt his hands on her face, drawing her close, and then lips on her lips.
I love you, Juliette.
They kissed slowly, passionately, and Juliette was filled with relief. It felt as though her entire life was starting over. From now on, it was going to be just her and Danny again – only this time, she didn’t need to share him with the public. No travelling the world, no meetings with publishers or agents. No pretty, young fans asking for his autograph. He could be all hers. Life would be perfect.
‘Tell me more. What’s it like for you. What does it feel like?’
Juliette was on the couch, the television was on but the sound was muted. Images of the evening news were flashing across the screen, but she wasn’t paying any attention. She knew Danny was right there by her side, she could feel his gentle touch, as though his hands were resting on her feet, which she’d lifted up off the floor onto the cushions beside her.
It’s difficult to describe. It’s not like anything I experienced when I was alive. I can only seem to touch certain things, sometimes. You, I can touch, I can find my hands and I can reach out and hold you – but then, let’s say I tried to pick up that book over there – I can’t. It’s like I can’t comprehend how to do it. It’s strange.
‘And what about before? When you were still drifting in and out. Where did you go?’
There were times where I honestly didn’t know where I was. It was like … walking through dreams. Nothing felt real. Time made no sense. But other times, there was one certain place that I often found myself. It was somewhere special to us, somewhere that I think I might have recreated in my mind. In the early days, though, when I was first trying to make contact with you, I used to get this sense every now again – like there was something pulling me. Pulling me towards somewhere warm. Somewhere peaceful. Sometimes now, when you’re sleeping, I get hints of it again. I catch sight of a faint glow, or I hear something – it’s like a mixture between laughter and the gurgling of rushing water … or maybe music. I don’t know. But it always fades again. I think it means there’s something more out there for us. When the time comes – for both of us – there’ll be somewhere for us to move onto.
But for now, when I’m with you, when you’re awake and by my side, that place is so far off that I can hardly imagine ever leaving this world to go there. Being with you makes me feel more real than ever.
‘It’s the same for me too, I’ve never felt as natural as I feel when I’m with you.’
Juliette picked up the remote and pressed the power button to turn the television off.
‘I might make myself something,’ she said, leaning forward. ‘Maybe pasta for dinner.’
She sensed a change in Danny’s demeanour and she hesitated. ‘Everything okay?’ she asked.
Yes, yes, of course . His
‘Yes, I really did. I don’t believe that there could ever be a goodbye for us – our love is different. It’s love that’s too strong to be broken by death. Love that’s going to keep us together, forever.’
And you’re sure you’ll be happy – trapped inside, always?
‘I’m not trapped, Danny, I want to be here. Nothing out there matters to me. I don’t care if I never walk across the grass again or stop to pick a stupid, fucking flower. All of that is nothing to me. Nothing in comparison to being with you.’
I guess it’s a part of life, right? A part of relationships – everyone makes sacrifices.
‘Exactly.’ Juliette paused before she spoke again. ‘Danny, I’m going to grow old in this apartment, with you by my side. And when the day finally comes for my life to end, I’ll come to you. We’ll be together for eternity.’
There was a long pause, and then she felt his hands on her face, drawing her close, and then lips on her lips.
I love you, Juliette.
They kissed slowly, passionately, and Juliette was filled with relief. It felt as though her entire life was starting over. From now on, it was going to be just her and Danny again – only this time, she didn’t need to share him with the public. No travelling the world, no meetings with publishers or agents. No pretty, young fans asking for his autograph. He could be all hers. Life would be perfect.
‘Tell me more. What’s it like for you. What does it feel like?’
Juliette was on the couch, the television was on but the sound was muted. Images of the evening news were flashing across the screen, but she wasn’t paying any attention. She knew Danny was right there by her side, she could feel his gentle touch, as though his hands were resting on her feet, which she’d lifted up off the floor onto the cushions beside her.
It’s difficult to describe. It’s not like anything I experienced when I was alive. I can only seem to touch certain things, sometimes. You, I can touch, I can find my hands and I can reach out and hold you – but then, let’s say I tried to pick up that book over there – I can’t. It’s like I can’t comprehend how to do it. It’s strange.
‘And what about before? When you were still drifting in and out. Where did you go?’
There were times where I honestly didn’t know where I was. It was like … walking through dreams. Nothing felt real. Time made no sense. But other times, there was one certain place that I often found myself. It was somewhere special to us, somewhere that I think I might have recreated in my mind. In the early days, though, when I was first trying to make contact with you, I used to get this sense every now again – like there was something pulling me. Pulling me towards somewhere warm. Somewhere peaceful. Sometimes now, when you’re sleeping, I get hints of it again. I catch sight of a faint glow, or I hear something – it’s like a mixture between laughter and the gurgling of rushing water … or maybe music. I don’t know. But it always fades again. I think it means there’s something more out there for us. When the time comes – for both of us – there’ll be somewhere for us to move onto.
But for now, when I’m with you, when you’re awake and by my side, that place is so far off that I can hardly imagine ever leaving this world to go there. Being with you makes me feel more real than ever.
‘It’s the same for me too, I’ve never felt as natural as I feel when I’m with you.’
Juliette picked up the remote and pressed the power button to turn the television off.
‘I might make myself something,’ she said, leaning forward. ‘Maybe pasta for dinner.’
She sensed a change in Danny’s demeanour and she hesitated. ‘Everything okay?’ she asked.
Yes, yes, of course . His
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