Just Another Day
by Annemaria Cooper
It didn’t matter that the dawn was dismal with its light, or the birds overhead didn’t notice Molly beneath the tree. She pulled her hat over her ears, and continued walking towards the shore.
‘Another day,’ said Molly, stopping again to catch her breath.
‘It’s a wonderful day, Molly,’ replied John, reaching for her hand. ‘Are you tired?’
‘A little, yes. Perhaps I should sit in the chair now. I doubt I can manage up to the ridge.’ For a moment, Amy stared at the wheelchair. Pondered at the dip in the cushion and the space it would hold in future. She settled in, her eyes blurry with tears as John tucked the blanket down the side of her thin thighs. ‘Right,’ she said, composing herself, ‘to the top and the view of the sea.’
A thin, dark line separated the Heaven from the Earth.
‘Look Amy, can you see the Irish Ferry on the horizon.’
A crow flew overhead, perhaps to welcome the ferryman, thought Molly. ‘Will you ever come back here,’ she asked.
‘Every Sunday, and every Friday I’ll go to the theatre and sit in the stalls.’ He knelt, devoted, distraught and kissed her on the forehead.
‘Good. I’d like that, but promise me you’ll never visit my grave.’
‘I promise, Molly, but first you have to promise me something.’
The sun broke through to cast a warm glow on her tired face. ‘I guess I can make any promise I like now.’
‘Promise me tomorrow, Molly.’
(Annemaria Cooper is usually found loitering around chapterseventynine.com for her crimes.)
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22 comments:
beautiful.
Oh, sweet...honest and sincere.
So so so so sad!
Sad, but honest.
Jean Ann
That last line really had something :)
Beautiful feeling of Love and Hope.
All the best :)
Cheers
Mahesh
Very moving.
So very touching. Untainted love.
Thank you for such a beautiful piece.
annemaria, nicely done!
I'm officially crying.
Caveat
Something I Would Keep
the sweetness of the relationship is nicely conveyed
Something I Might Tweak
I'm unclear as to whether there are two or three characters - Molly, Amy and John?
Yes, this was very very touching. Loved it!
Oh Good God.
That was so beautiful. I can't say more.
This has a Victorian feel to it. I would've liked more detail regarding the wheelchaired character, what led to it.
Very touching.
I was a little confused as to who was Amy and who was Molly. Were they they one in the same?
Your opening was very strong. Nice job.
Bittersweet and movingly told but like Aerin I was a tad confused as Molly and Amy seemed to be the same person. But the details and descriptions were gorgeous and the final line was beautiful.
A real whirlwind of emotions here.
Very moving story, but like othes I'm confused by Amy and Molly?
what a sweet, sad vignette.
Superb finish. I can see the moment clearly. My only confusion was at the beginning, when I thought Molly was a little girl pulling her hat down over her ears. It wasn't until the wheelchair that I fully realized she was grown up.
Sweet and sad ... you pulled off the bittersweetness very well!
I hope she was able to keep her promise.
Congrats on the H/M
Dottie
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