“You know I have a vault in the apartment, right?” Alex asks her wife.
Amy nods. It’s behind a painting in the living room. The Latina thought that was really badass. When Amy told her it was in fact nerdy, she begged her to never tell anyone, claiming it was her ‘nerdy little secret’. Amy smirked, because she had a few of those.
“I keep all of my important stuff in there. Bank accounts, my property certificates, our wedding license, contracts, …” Alex explains.
Amy’s still not up for this conversation. Just a few minutes ago, they were discussing a funeral. What flowers to pick, what color of coffin it should be, which songs they’ll play. She’s all upset about the subjects floating from mouth to mouth this evening. In fact: she’s nauseous. Continue reading “AA-meetings – Chapter 19: Acrophobia”
The house is abandoned. Even Eli is not hiding in his dungeon as usual. Alex and David carefully roam around the place, listening to the nothingness, moving so very slowly that their shoes won’t even squeak. A situation like this barely ever happens, simply because there’s always someone here. Too many people live in this house.
“Do you hear that?” David whispers, almost unnoticeable.
He holds out his hand to make her stop moving.
Alex just nods, because – yes – she does hear it: the deafening sound of loneliness. They face each other and start laughing out loud. An exuberant Alex jumps on top of the leather couch and starts dancing like crazy.
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Chapter One: A phone call
“She’s the one that got away.”
A soft, melancholic voice reverberates through a nicely decorated office in the middle of a domestic apartment building. Like the fragile, young woman is wandering around in old memories. Like the ghost of that perfect person from the past appears once more and flares up a dreamy face. It makes the heart rush and one nanosecond later, it abruptly causes it to stop. Because the truth makes it brutally clear that the exact same time that whatever it is that’s got that smiling started, it fades away and gets replaced with heartache and a nagging, indescribable feeling of missing someone.
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