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    In My Life

    Gail was laughing too. She couldn’t help it. It hurt and felt so good all at the same time. “I know… I know..” she sputtered

    They laughed harder, practically falling over one another. And then they were kissing, like a wildfire, out of control all lips and hands and hips pressing up against the elevator walls, barely aware when it stopped and the doors opened with a chime into a thankfully empty hallway. Gail had forgotten that her body had the capacity for this much pleasure. It overwhelmed her. They tumbled out into the hall, still clinging to each other, Gail’s good hand grasping Holly’s blazer, Holly gripping Gail by the arm.

    “Oh my God” Gail whispered leaning her forehead against Holly’s.

    “Yeah, I know.” Said Holly in an equally hushed tone.

    “Listen, “ She continued, “I can’t do this right now.” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I need to pull it together, go downstairs and talk about genetic sampling and new innovations in collecting DNA evidence.”

    “I was going to come” said Gail

    “What?” Holly replied confused

    “I was going to attend your lecture.” Gail stated simply

    “But you hate all that forensic Bla bla bla..” Holly blinked

    “I wanted to see you.” Gail admitted

    “We could have lunch.” Holly smiled “ I understand they have a fantastic room service menu.”

    “I would like that.” Gail smiled back. It wasn’t much, but it was something.

    Chapter 5: And in the end…


    This was the moment of impact, the moment of truth. She couldn’t remember the other, except in dreams sometimes – the screaming, the smell of scorched flesh, and Oliver’s disembodied voice in her ear saying something she was desperately trying to understand. On nights she had that dream, she woke up in a cold sweat fighting down the nausea that threatened to overtake her. She must have dozed off. Terror flooded her senses as she heard the door click softly shut. Where was she? What time was it? Bright late morning light streamed through the windows.

    “Gail?” Holly’s voice said softly.

    She tried to push herself upright but her body didn’t want to respond. This was not unusual. She pushed harder with her good arm, willing herself into a reasonable sitting position.

    Comments

    1. Wow!! That was great. Poignant…sad…hopeful.
      The love that these two share is palatable.
      You did another marvelous job, Cote.
      These women must haunt you, in a loving way, that makes you write about them with such care.
      I loved every word. Even the ones that brought tears to my eyes.
      Thanks for writing.
      Looking forward to what you do next.
      Please post soon.

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