Midnight- 3:57- I woke to the soft ringing of the home phone. My eyes are weakened by the dryness within the air swirling around moved by the ivory fan circling my room like an eagle circling its prey. I try to concentrate on the conversation, but all I came make out is the soothing voice of my mother turn to a raspy whisper... I knew something has happened, but what. My mind went to my dad is the armed forces.The causes of his death ran through my head. I hear the soft slow creak of my mother's bed, the padding of her feet on the honey hard wood, the the gusts of stale air knocking a single hair off my rosy cheek, the crush of old violet carpet... I could feel the emotionless face, the ache of devastation emanating from her as she swept across the floor with grace as if not to wake me. But I am already awake. She slowly sat on my bed. Compressing the foam and coils making a dent pulling me in.
"Jennifer?"
I open my eyes and replied with a simple, short and quick "yes"
"I'm afraid that... T-that" she couldn't finish her sentence because the tears choked the breath out of her pulling the words with it as a last attempt to save itself. She tried to speak but only pitch-less shrills turned to soft sobs. Tears rolling down her face. Leaving wet streaks in its path. Strength, courage, and hope caught in the shimmer as it escapes- never to return.
"Mom, what happened?!"
I accentuate curling her hair behind her ear. I lean in for a comforting hug, she whispers what happened in my ear after a minute of embrace.
"She died" the words came out crisp, like a punch to the gut, a stab and twist. My eye widened as I began to realize what this meant... My girlfriend has passed on.
