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We Were One Angel of Mud
The familiar drive back to Huntsville alone was enough to have my stomach in knots. Thankfully, I'd called ahead and gotten one of what I was told were the last rooms available that weekend because of some town celebration going on.I checked in and then drove around town for a bit before heading back to my hotel room. I was nervous about the cemetery, still remembering my last visit here. Even more alarming, I once again could feel her presence. I knew it was all in my head. I was just psyching myself out. Being this close to the place I shared so many memories with her and where she'd lost her life was all it was. But I felt that strange feeling of empowerment somehow. Like maybe what Dr. Mike had said was really true.All day as I'd driven around town, I allowed myself to remember. I even drove by that theater where we'd first kissed. Though I still dared not step foot in it, I figured riding by it was a good first step.Just before getting into bed in my room that night, I decid
We Were One More Questions
Seeing the spitting image of my peanut standing there holding the gift I'd bought for her and staring up at me with those big blue eyes, did something to my heart. Maggie argued the groundkeepers would've taken it anyway if she hadn't. I barely listened as she went on with that continued look of awe in her eyes while she stated her case.Then there it was, the familiar lift of that stubborn jaw, something Maddie had done so often. "It was a long walk. I didn't have any breakfast, so I got hungry, okay? I can refill the candy."Any other time I might've smiled, chuckled even, at her haughtiness. Instead, the pain in my heart was brutal. Not only did she look and sound exactly like Maddie, it was like over the years, the once timorous Maggie had found her stauncher side. It almost felt like a cruel joke God was playing on me.Forgetting about the gift and ignoring the ache in my heart, I had to ask the obvious question. "What are you doing out here anyway?"It felt impossible not to
We Were One Trying to Fill The Void
There was a table immediately available for us at the diner I chose in town. Though Maggie excused herself to clean up a little in the ladies' room. I was still sitting there pondering everything I now knew about Maggie's mysterious disappearance when she got back to the table and slipped into the booth across from me.Looking into those eyes once again had me needing to catch my breath. Her face was washed clean of any trace of makeup, and she was exactly as I remembered her all those times we'd spent hours at the river and lake. The Hellman twins were natural beauties. There'd never been any denying it, but damn it if it didn't feel like I was looking into Madeline's eyes. She even seemed to sense me tensing, just as Maddie always read me like a book."I know this is hard for you, Nicolas. So, after you take me back to my car today, I understand if you never wanna see me again."Swallowing hard, I stared at her for a moment, unable to speak. Fortunately, we were interrupted by a w
We Were One It's Like Looking Into Her Eyes
We discussed the car—the bug—Madeline had wanted so bad and both her mother and I gave into it. How it was one of the few things her mother and I had openly agreed about so close to her death. That it wasn't the safest or most reliable, but because Madeline had us both wrapped around her finger, we'd both given into her pouty wishes.But we were back full circle again to the subject of Loretta blaming me for Madeline's death. Something I'd have to live with for the rest of my life. I glanced down at my hand, swallowing that reality down again, this time knowing without doubt it was the truth.Her hand on mine from across the table had me looking up at her, but it was only for a moment because it was all I could take before I squeezed my eyes shut."What's wrong?""Looking into your eyes." I said, taking a deep breath but kept my eyes shut a bit longer until I gave in and opened them again, staring into hers. "It's like looking into hers. It's why I couldn't talk to you in Radcliffe
We Were One You Remember?
It was at a moment when I happened to look away that I felt her hand grab my arm. I turned to catch her, thinking she might've tripped. But the expression on her face scared the hell out of me. What Quino and Xavier had told me about them thinking she was having a heart attack the day she showed up was the first thing I thought, so I grabbed her other arm firmly."What's happening?" I asked as her eyes began to roll back, and I thought she might faint, but in the next second, she closed them, and this even odder expression replaced the first one. I continued to hold on to her because I could swear she was about to collapse the way her eyes fluttered and her body seemed to sway. "Maggie, are you okay?"Unbelievably, as her eyes continued to flutter in that near closed state, she laughed. When they opened and while she was still smiling, the smile flattened when she saw how freaked out I was. "Do you need a doctor?"She shook her head, staring out into space and, to my relief, finally
We Were One Claiming Her
For a moment, I was caught in the way Maggie inhaled deeply, taking in the lingering scent of what I was smoking. "That's not tobacco, is it?"Smiling, I shook my head, explaining how her sister made me give up tobacco almost as soon as we became a thing. How she'd been okay with this stuff because I never chain-smoked it like I did the tobacco. Holding out the pipe to her, I offered her some."I'm good with my wine, thanks." She lifted her glass at me. "I actually like the smell of that. I just can't chance the random testing they do at the hospital where I work."Peering at her because I didn't remember her ever saying it, the words were out without thought. "Maddie liked the smell too."Unable to look at her anymore, I glanced out into the night sky. Talking about this was a reminder of why I was certain it took a chance meeting for Maggie to ever be reminded of my brothers and me again."I don't think Mama blames you for her death."Pulling out of my thoughts, I turned to fac
We Were One The Power of Thought
I found a room that night in a town about an hour away. For hours, I paced the small room as my heart and soul struggled to understand what happened tonight, even as my body and soul still tried in vain to recover from the taste of Maggie's mouth. What was happening to me? Why was I feeling all this? This was Maggie, not Madeline. I knew this. Simple logic told me this, yet something deep inside me wanted to argue.That mouth, those lips, and that tongue. Could it possibly be that, like everything else about them, even something far more complex than a smile or the sound of their voices, kissing them could feel and taste exactly the same too? For a moment there, I'd been transported back to those heavenly days on the lake as I spent glorious hours devouring my beautiful Madeline's mouth. I knew that mouth better than anything. I'd memorized every angle and crevice. As much as every lap and swirl of our tongues felt exactly and as perfectly in rhythm as my kisses with Madeline, I knew
We Were One Feeling Entitled
After dropping her luggage off at the motel's office, we headed back to the same café we'd had lunch at the day before. "So, where'd you sleep last night?" she asked when the waitress walked away after bringing us our menus."In Bourbon," I said without looking away from my menu.I explained about the small town, refusing to look up from my menu because I just didn't trust myself not to get caught up in her eyes again. We'd been quiet for a few moments as we both studied our menus until . . . "I think I'll have the corned beef hash and eggs with a side of biscuits and gravy."Now my eyes were on hers, fully expecting her to be looking up from her menu as well. Possibly even grinning in a teasing way. But she wasn't. She was still reading her menu, and I sat there, my insides heating as I tried to figure out if this was her way of being funny—breaking the ice. If it was, she was about to get a mouthful because, after last night, this wasn't cool.Finally, she looked up, doing a doub
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