had noticed
him fall and rushed back to assist.
His eyes rolled in their sockets as he looked
up at the clouds whirling around in the summer sky.
Okay buddy, he told himself, this might be
it. Dirt nap time. Another wave of pain convulsed through his
chest. He moaned in agony. Unconsciousness taunted him as he
struggled for air.
His heart felt as though it was beating in
slow motion. He could almost feel the blood slowing within his
system.
A blur of faces swarmed around him. He
couldn’t focus on any one voice to understand what they were saying
to him. Occasionally, he heard words coming from the crowd as he
laid spread eagle on the fairway. He comprehended words like
‘cardiac arrest’ and ‘ambulance’.
His mind cleared briefly and he opened his
eyes to see Dr. Maddox hovering over him. She had removed her
sweater and was checking his vitals.
She’s very pretty. He thought.
Anxious voices from the crowd meshed together
as he struggled to remain conscious. In the midst of the chaos, he
heard Dr. Maddox say something very strange.
“I have to call Ellen.”
Focusing very hard, David fought against his
failing body and opened his watering eyes. As she grabbed her cell
phone from her pocket, she pushed one button and then waited for
the person to answer.
Speed dial? David thought questioningly.
“Hey, it’s me.” She declared to the person at
the other end. Continuing in a hushed tone, David couldn’t make out
what she was saying.
Confused, he wrestled against the
constrictive agony in his chest and pushed himself onto his side,
perching onto one elbow. Several people tried to press him down to
a laying position but he pushed them away with a clumsy arm.
Leaning over, he squinted to read Dr.
Maddox’s name tag, previously covered by her sweater. Opening his
eyes wide, he could see her name written in bold capital
letters.
ALEX.
Suddenly everything became clear. Lying back
onto the green, he let go. His body felt lighter, like he was
floating down a warm river. Drifting, drifting…
The crowd of people surrounding him started
to vanish from his sight. A tunnel vision blocked out his
peripheral leaving him to stare aimlessly into the sky.
That’s when he noticed the light...
Lost and Found
Looking out the window of the tree house,
Lily watched with anxiety as the billowing white clouds shaded to a
dusty gray. In the distance, she could see a veil of rain on the
horizon, edging its way toward the tree house.
Sighing, she rolled her eyes and cursed her
bad luck. Of all the things that could happen while she was out
here, a thunderstorm was the worst. She’d always been frozen with
fear from lightning storms. It bordered on a phobia, truth be
told.
Lighting a tall red candle, she shuddered and
wrapped a flannel blanket around herself. Wondering what Gabe was
doing at that moment, she watched anxiously as the darkness began
swallowing the light, leaving only a tiny circle of
illumination.
~
As he sped away from the horrible scenes he’d
witnessed, raindrops pelting his body, Gabe suddenly realized he
didn’t have a destination. His tiny apartment in the back of the
church didn’t appeal to him right now. He was too confused about
his profession to be placed face to face with it. All things
considered, he didn’t feel like he was doing a very good job being
a priest.
According to the Catholic rules, he was
probably well on his way to Hell.
Sighing heavily, he felt like a failure.
How could he have messed things up so badly?
If it was truly his calling, shouldn’t his dream come easy?
Was it even my dream to begin with? He
thought as resentment towards his father crept into his heart.
Why am I living a dead man’s dream? Why do I
feel responsible for my father’s secret sins? Gabe wondered as he
looked up to the sky. Maybe his father did something so horrible
that he isn’t looking down at Gabe from Heaven, but up from
somewhere very hot.
Shaking his head with regret,
him fall and rushed back to assist.
His eyes rolled in their sockets as he looked
up at the clouds whirling around in the summer sky.
Okay buddy, he told himself, this might be
it. Dirt nap time. Another wave of pain convulsed through his
chest. He moaned in agony. Unconsciousness taunted him as he
struggled for air.
His heart felt as though it was beating in
slow motion. He could almost feel the blood slowing within his
system.
A blur of faces swarmed around him. He
couldn’t focus on any one voice to understand what they were saying
to him. Occasionally, he heard words coming from the crowd as he
laid spread eagle on the fairway. He comprehended words like
‘cardiac arrest’ and ‘ambulance’.
His mind cleared briefly and he opened his
eyes to see Dr. Maddox hovering over him. She had removed her
sweater and was checking his vitals.
She’s very pretty. He thought.
Anxious voices from the crowd meshed together
as he struggled to remain conscious. In the midst of the chaos, he
heard Dr. Maddox say something very strange.
“I have to call Ellen.”
Focusing very hard, David fought against his
failing body and opened his watering eyes. As she grabbed her cell
phone from her pocket, she pushed one button and then waited for
the person to answer.
Speed dial? David thought questioningly.
“Hey, it’s me.” She declared to the person at
the other end. Continuing in a hushed tone, David couldn’t make out
what she was saying.
Confused, he wrestled against the
constrictive agony in his chest and pushed himself onto his side,
perching onto one elbow. Several people tried to press him down to
a laying position but he pushed them away with a clumsy arm.
Leaning over, he squinted to read Dr.
Maddox’s name tag, previously covered by her sweater. Opening his
eyes wide, he could see her name written in bold capital
letters.
ALEX.
Suddenly everything became clear. Lying back
onto the green, he let go. His body felt lighter, like he was
floating down a warm river. Drifting, drifting…
The crowd of people surrounding him started
to vanish from his sight. A tunnel vision blocked out his
peripheral leaving him to stare aimlessly into the sky.
That’s when he noticed the light...
Lost and Found
Looking out the window of the tree house,
Lily watched with anxiety as the billowing white clouds shaded to a
dusty gray. In the distance, she could see a veil of rain on the
horizon, edging its way toward the tree house.
Sighing, she rolled her eyes and cursed her
bad luck. Of all the things that could happen while she was out
here, a thunderstorm was the worst. She’d always been frozen with
fear from lightning storms. It bordered on a phobia, truth be
told.
Lighting a tall red candle, she shuddered and
wrapped a flannel blanket around herself. Wondering what Gabe was
doing at that moment, she watched anxiously as the darkness began
swallowing the light, leaving only a tiny circle of
illumination.
~
As he sped away from the horrible scenes he’d
witnessed, raindrops pelting his body, Gabe suddenly realized he
didn’t have a destination. His tiny apartment in the back of the
church didn’t appeal to him right now. He was too confused about
his profession to be placed face to face with it. All things
considered, he didn’t feel like he was doing a very good job being
a priest.
According to the Catholic rules, he was
probably well on his way to Hell.
Sighing heavily, he felt like a failure.
How could he have messed things up so badly?
If it was truly his calling, shouldn’t his dream come easy?
Was it even my dream to begin with? He
thought as resentment towards his father crept into his heart.
Why am I living a dead man’s dream? Why do I
feel responsible for my father’s secret sins? Gabe wondered as he
looked up to the sky. Maybe his father did something so horrible
that he isn’t looking down at Gabe from Heaven, but up from
somewhere very hot.
Shaking his head with regret,
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