By The Light Of The Silvery Moon - Plot & Excerpts
Even after all these years, he could see his mother’s form in the ripple of the waves. The pain of that day at his father’s party wrapped around his soul like the anchor of the Titanic. Yet his feet were rooted to the deck. Part of him hated the water. He hated the fact that something so beautiful could suck away the life of a person so easily. Another part of him was drawn to its power. For a time—before he lost all his riches—he lived at a cottage near the ocean shore and would fall asleep to the pounding of the waves. It was one of the few things that had helped him sleep over the years. The sound of the waves had helped to dull out the other noises. It had helped him drift away. But it was the sight of the water that caused him to remember. It took his mind back to that place as quickly as if he’d walked through a passage back into time. The pain ripped at his heart, the memories of his mother’s embrace. The embrace gone. How could loving someone hurt so much? He’d told himself long ago that he’d never allow himself to go to that place again.
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