At The Corner Of King Street (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
I didn’t want to wake up. I wanted the sun to go away and the silence around me to last forever. Pushing a strand of hair out of my eyes, I imagined Scott’s body nestled close to mine, his unshaven chin teasing my shoulder. I conjured the scent of his aftershave mingling with the scent of grapes and sunshine. Curled on my side, I smiled. The nightmare of yesterday with Janet and the baby was just that, a nightmare. I wasn’t back at the warehouse in Alexandria. I wasn’t hot, sweaty, and too tired to eat. It was over, and I was back to my life. The sun brightened and coaxed my itching eyes open. The worn ceiling and the room’s fading white walls were not mine. I sat up and swallowed. Saw the portrait of the dour lady staring at me. The steady tick-tock of a clock echoed. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Grace’s clock. I wasn’t wrapped in my large queen bed back home, but in a twin, twisted up in faded pink sheets embossed with roses and vines.
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