Life's Just FANtastic

BEHIND IT ALL

As my fear came true, everyhing seemed to be in slow motion, except Breanne. She pulled me out of the way quickly before the fan landed on the bed, but we watched as it fell, very very slowly, and then it hit the bed, and time went back to normal. We stared at each other for a whole minute blinking rapidly, neither of us believing what she had just done. I shook my head and turned my attention to the fan on the bed, then to the ceiling, and back again, until I realized what it was the had made the fan shake so terribly all these years.

In the ceiling was a black box covered in what appeared to be topaz stones. Breanne and I both have November birthdays, 2 days apart, so this stone was very familiar.

She looked at me knowing that I had seen the box, too, and climbs up to grab it. As she pulled it out, it struck me how quiet it was. Not a sound was heard, on normal nights you could hear the owls in the trees, crickets in the grass, and sometimes for some strange reason the occasional frog croaking, outside the window. But all of the familiar sounds couldn't be heard at all tonight.

Breanne spoke up, shattering my thoughts, like glass.

"London, come look at this."

I climbed back on the bed and peered into the box, which was no bigger than a glasses case. Inside where two lockets with different inscritptions and a letter addressed to us specifically. One locket had a bee and several other animals on it and the other had one large tree in the middle and flowers and vines around it.

I grabbed the one with the bee on it and opened it, Breanne did the same with the other one. In mine was a map of the galaxy, and hers tuned out to be a pocket watch, only to be worn around her neck the same as mine. Then we both reached for the letter, looking at each other with a look in our eyes that could neither be described as fear nor excitement.