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This snippet is from Emmily, Unbound, an SFR story.
Emmily had an opportunity to turn the aliens over to authorities, and
to be free of them. Of course, she didn't, and now General is sure she
is as trustworthy as he hoped her to be. This is a week later and
they're on the back porch together. Their conversation has taken a turn toward Jason, Emmily's ex-husband. Emmily is ruminating on her marriage.
Last week ended with this: The ridiculous and false belief—with all its soul-scorching pain—that I’d never, ever find someone else worthy of my love, my selfless devotion, and even worse, a twisted kind of worship.
I’ve left those
I can see Jason so clearly now. We did love each other once, but things change, circumstances change, and, somewhere along our journey, Jason stopped loving me. After that, it was only a matter of time until he met someone else.
So, I say—and surprise myself at how little emotion there is, “He left me for another woman.”
General is quiet for several minutes, as quiet as this night. The air is still. The stream below is down to a small gurgle where it flows around rocks and pebbles. His voice, deep and rich, fills the near-silence. “He was a fool.”
A little more if you're interested.
There is no answer for that. No reply needed. I bask in the emotion rising in me.
We sit like that for a few more minutes, absorbing the darkness pin-prickled by starlight. I shiver.
He stands and takes off his uniform jacket, slips it over my shoulders then he sits down next to me. “Is this alright?” he asks, as he slides his arm around me .
My heart is racing and my stomach is doing flips. My voice is a dead giveaway when I answer, tattletale-breathy, “Yes. Thank you.”
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