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    Run – Chapter 5

    Story written on June 26, 2014 by dinahwas.
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    Bruce’s chest rose and fell in relief when she emerged again in the hallway. He noticed the items she held in her hand. ”My Queen, let me take those for you.” ”It’s all right Bruce. I feel better already just holding them.” She held back the sting of tears threatening to burst through. ”I miss

    Bruce’s chest rose and fell in relief when she emerged again in the hallway. He noticed the items she held in her hand. ”My Queen, let me take those for you.”

    ”It’s all right Bruce. I feel better already just holding them.” She held back the sting of tears threatening to burst through. ”I miss them so much.”

    He wanted to hug her but stopped himself. She was the Queen and he, her servant. ”I miss them, too.” He took a slip of paper from his pocket and waved towards the red couch with one of his giant arms. He followed her and watched as she laid the brush on the coffee table, keeping Lauren’s things on the couch by her side.

    He cleared his throat and puffed out his already enormous chest. ”My Queen, it is said that a faery wrote this incantation for a human who had lost his beloved and was in such a state of grief to make the faery take pity on him. According to legend, she cast a spell on these words to help heal his pain. ’But you must be careful’, she warned him, ’the loss you feel now is real but what you will see, is not. They exist only in the past. Your life is in the present. Use this gift sparingly, and you will heal. Abuse this gift, and you risk losing yourself in a dream forever.’”

    ”So it comes with fine print, this little piece of poetry. Consider myself warned.”

    Bruce handed his Queen the poem. ”Read it aloud, then focus on Kenzi’s hairbrush. As the caller of the memory, only you will be able to see it.” Then he bowed and went to the kitchen to give her privacy.

    ”Here it goes then,” she sighed, and recited the poem.

     

     

     

    Barcelona

     

    “Am-boor-gessa, the ‘H’ is silent,” Lauren over pronounced the Spanish word to Kenzi, who lounged beside her hidden beneath a wide brimmed beach hat and sunglasses the size of a small continent. Lauren had just ordered lunch from the cabana boy and was translating the conversation for Kenzi.

    “Or you could just speak in the international language of lurve and just say ‘burger and fries. Dos por favor and make it speedy, gonzales.”

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