❝At last,
I see the light.❞
The feel, when you attain your craved desires will be the best one you could ever get. Dreams come true mostly, but they won't have to be in the way, how we exactly want them to be.
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Mark Sullivan...
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It was a cozy winter night. A misty pair of eyes with big dreams yet curious to know about Mark's story opened the book-- It felt Just Right.
A surveillance camera zooming in and out of the store in BrushWind. Caught those dark hazel browns.
Hello Reader, This is Mi 360°- Surveillance camera reporting from Holy Candle shop. Your misty dark hazels are mysterious.
The door of my pleasant abode is open to reveal ... nothing but my Mark-Moody-Man of the town. He was a charming and adorable kid then, now he turned out to be an insulated man.
His father worked out of the town and never happened to stay with him. So, it's just Mark and his mother.
Mark's Mother Mrs. Sullivan is one of the successful Businesswomen in Brushwind Square. Her little yet ample 'Homemade' Candle business includes export throughout Alaska. She set an example for all the single moms in the town.
Now, usually, my Moody will be at the front desk to pass his umpteenth sleepless nights. Homemade candles are so holy with plenty of scents. I can't smell but see the happiness in the eyes of those customers when they inhale the pure scented candle.
What's up with him now? He is very exhausted today. "What happened to you Moody?" If I have a mouth I can speak to him, you can hear my heavy sigh--really heavy. I always see these wounded and hopeless eyes in one corner. And scared yet little hopeful eyes at the other corner-but she won't come at night to grieve at her son's death wish.
Mark will just listen to audiobooks and painful songs until dawn. Even he slept sometimes, with broken soul songs in the background. The painful moments are those only when I saw his dark and depressing times, that too with this ALEXA- stop your songs, girl.
Like always started listening to his audiobook. "Stop, What the heck?", Mark stopped the audiobook. His voice is so raspy.
'Something wrong for sure' I have a varifocal lens cam--focusing on him.
The audiobook changed into 'Like I do' --song.
***Hear now & along with reading.
I see you pulling up to meet me in your car I know you didn't have to drive you don't live far I know we're friends but baby somethings on my mind And I apologize for taking all this time But I've, got, to tell you
I cannot pretend I don't love you like I do I cannot pretend I don't love you like I do Why should I pretend the feeling isn't true I cannot pretend I don't love you like I do. I feel like I got to
