Death and Life
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  • Parts 11
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  • Reads 493
  • Votes 64
  • Parts 11
  • Time 2h 7m
Complete, First published May 05, 2020
Blood! So much blood!

Too much blood!

Too much!

And in my heart of hearts I knew: there was no way for him to come back from this. Bud I didn't want to acknowledge it.

Not yet.

Just a few moments ago I had been sitting at the computer working on some book, with the soft sound of a YouTube video in the background. 

Everything had been so peaceful. Hopeful, even.

But not anymore.

A sudden thunder booming through our living room announced the unreversible end of the summer.

And that of a precious life.

My husband's.

But still there is hope and life. Somewhere. Somehow.
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My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."