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Authors: Marissa Farrar
Tags: Historical, Literature & Fiction, Fantasy, Short Stories, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Paranormal & Urban, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages)
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closer, closing the gap, the air between them crackling. “You must let me make the choice.”
She sensed him wavering for a moment, a second of indecision, and then he pulled away. “I won’t,” he said. “I can’t.”
He stood up and stepped back, taking with him time, space, and everything between.
Sebastian disappeared.
“No!” she yelled at the empty room. Throwing back the sheets, she leapt to her feet. “Come back! Please come back.”
The room was empty, the drapes flapping in the breeze, as if he’d never been there.
Serenity fell to her knees, sobbing, from shock, partly. The rest of her hurt; mourned the loss of him. How could he come into her life and leave again so quickly?
Who was he?
They hadn’t so much as kissed and already he held her heart in his hands. The thought of straying from her marriage never crossed her mind before, no matter how bad things got. Of course, she’d thought of leaving Jackson. What sane woman wouldn’t? Never for another man, though. No one else had so much as caught her eye.
Sebastian. His name whispered through her mind like a caress. This whole thing was crazy. She needed to get a grip.
After all, wasn’t she ignoring the obvious? How did he move like that? To be in one place and then suddenly, no longer be there? People didn’t do that. Not without a stage and props and a whole heap of people backstage helping make the illusion work. Tricks were the only explanation; a combination of smoke and mirrors and distraction, not real magic.
Did Sebastian disappear in such a way using tricks? Or was Serenity admitting she believed in magic?
She laughed into the empty room and clamped a hand over her mouth.
The laugh, too close to the hilarity of a crazy person, scared her.
Crazy…
The idea flickered in her mind, a dangerous flame lighting a fire of self-doubt. Perhaps Sebastian didn’t even exist? Maybe her sick mind conjured up his strange way of moving and her obsessive attraction to him?
Her heart tripped a beat. She didn’t want to go there, but her mind pulled the idea closer. She thought back to times she’d seen him. Had anyone else been present? Had she witnessed him interacting with another person?
With relief, she remembered the woman in the hospital canteen. He had spoken to her and she took money from him. Serenity knew she hadn’t imagined the woman. Then she remembered the coffee he bought and how it burned her mouth. She hadn’t imagined that, had she?
Suddenly exhausted, Serenity tugged her sweater over her head and pulled off her jeans. She dropped the clothes over the edge of the bed and slid under the covers. The sheets were smooth and cool against her skin and she sank into the mattress with pleasure. Her bedroom window stood wide open, the drapes pulled back. A light breeze swirled around the room, gently lifting the material. She knew the morning light would wake her, but she was too tired to get out of bed to close them.
At least tomorrow she wouldn’t have to worry about Jackson questioning her about work or calling her there. She would tell him they gave her an emergency family day to take care of him. He would believe the excuse and it would buy her another day.
Another day to figure out what the hell was going on with her life.
Serenity reached out and flicked the switch on the bedside lamp. The room plunged into darkness and she quickly fell into a deep, troubled sleep.
Chapter Six
The sound of a bell ringing dragged Serenity from a deep sleep. She tried to ignore it but the insistent jingle forced her awake. She opened her eyes, heavy-headed and disoriented, trying to figure out where the sound came from.
The telephone.
Sebastian! The thought got her moving. Not even pausing to pull on any clothes, she scrambled out of bed and raced down the stairs, praying the phone wouldn’t ring off. She ran bare footed across the carpet and into the living room, crossed to the telephone and snatched up
She sensed him wavering for a moment, a second of indecision, and then he pulled away. “I won’t,” he said. “I can’t.”
He stood up and stepped back, taking with him time, space, and everything between.
Sebastian disappeared.
“No!” she yelled at the empty room. Throwing back the sheets, she leapt to her feet. “Come back! Please come back.”
The room was empty, the drapes flapping in the breeze, as if he’d never been there.
Serenity fell to her knees, sobbing, from shock, partly. The rest of her hurt; mourned the loss of him. How could he come into her life and leave again so quickly?
Who was he?
They hadn’t so much as kissed and already he held her heart in his hands. The thought of straying from her marriage never crossed her mind before, no matter how bad things got. Of course, she’d thought of leaving Jackson. What sane woman wouldn’t? Never for another man, though. No one else had so much as caught her eye.
Sebastian. His name whispered through her mind like a caress. This whole thing was crazy. She needed to get a grip.
After all, wasn’t she ignoring the obvious? How did he move like that? To be in one place and then suddenly, no longer be there? People didn’t do that. Not without a stage and props and a whole heap of people backstage helping make the illusion work. Tricks were the only explanation; a combination of smoke and mirrors and distraction, not real magic.
Did Sebastian disappear in such a way using tricks? Or was Serenity admitting she believed in magic?
She laughed into the empty room and clamped a hand over her mouth.
The laugh, too close to the hilarity of a crazy person, scared her.
Crazy…
The idea flickered in her mind, a dangerous flame lighting a fire of self-doubt. Perhaps Sebastian didn’t even exist? Maybe her sick mind conjured up his strange way of moving and her obsessive attraction to him?
Her heart tripped a beat. She didn’t want to go there, but her mind pulled the idea closer. She thought back to times she’d seen him. Had anyone else been present? Had she witnessed him interacting with another person?
With relief, she remembered the woman in the hospital canteen. He had spoken to her and she took money from him. Serenity knew she hadn’t imagined the woman. Then she remembered the coffee he bought and how it burned her mouth. She hadn’t imagined that, had she?
Suddenly exhausted, Serenity tugged her sweater over her head and pulled off her jeans. She dropped the clothes over the edge of the bed and slid under the covers. The sheets were smooth and cool against her skin and she sank into the mattress with pleasure. Her bedroom window stood wide open, the drapes pulled back. A light breeze swirled around the room, gently lifting the material. She knew the morning light would wake her, but she was too tired to get out of bed to close them.
At least tomorrow she wouldn’t have to worry about Jackson questioning her about work or calling her there. She would tell him they gave her an emergency family day to take care of him. He would believe the excuse and it would buy her another day.
Another day to figure out what the hell was going on with her life.
Serenity reached out and flicked the switch on the bedside lamp. The room plunged into darkness and she quickly fell into a deep, troubled sleep.
Chapter Six
The sound of a bell ringing dragged Serenity from a deep sleep. She tried to ignore it but the insistent jingle forced her awake. She opened her eyes, heavy-headed and disoriented, trying to figure out where the sound came from.
The telephone.
Sebastian! The thought got her moving. Not even pausing to pull on any clothes, she scrambled out of bed and raced down the stairs, praying the phone wouldn’t ring off. She ran bare footed across the carpet and into the living room, crossed to the telephone and snatched up
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