Forget Me Not

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Chapter 9

 


The next day was a quiet one as Justin sat in the living room and
looked out the window and saw how low the snow melted. It was a few
inches below the window sill. And it looked like someone could
walk through to find help. But the question was why he didn't want
to. He turned on the weather radio and tried to tune out the message
that the snow will melt some more in the next three days. He changed
the channel, until he found a radio station that played classic
eighties tunes. A haunting rock song called `Voices Carry' echoed
words he was feeling at that moment. He took a deep sigh and got up
and went to the bed room and stood in the doorway and watched Irish
sleep. Her long dark brown hair covering her reddish-brown face. Her
body stretched out trying to cover the entire bed.
Justin walked over and sat down next to her brushing the hair from
near her ear and spoke a warm gush of air into her lobe. "Irish, I
know you are scared and so am I. But no matter what happens. You
will always have a part of my heart." He kissed her softly on her
forehead before getting up and going in the kitchen to get a glass
of water and take some aspirin.
Irish peaked from underneath her lashes and stared at the doorway.
She blinked a few times before turning to face the wall and
silently shed all the tears her eyes would allow.

~later that day~
Justin stretch as he saw the clock on the wall showed how long he
watched the little part of the world outside. He started to worry
that Irish hadn't gotten up yet. He walked back to check on her and
saw her back facing him and the sound of her deep breathing. He
sighed softly and went to the bathroom and changed the dressing on
his wounds and the band-aids that needed it also. Once he was
finished, he decided to go to bed . It was too quiet and dull. He
was going wake up Irish and ask her to keep him company again, but
after yesterday's flash she became distant and silent. He slid in
bed next to her and slid an arm around her waist , pulling her limp
body to his. He laid there letting her soft snoring lull him to
sleep.