Posted on February 21, 2009 at 10:06pm
When she awakens she is alone. Sure, she knows if he stays until dawn she will awaken next to a pile of dust, very old dust. But it still annoys her. Every night she willingly gives him her body and blood. Eventually her life, either temporal or eternal, will be his. The least he could do is kiss her good morning before leaving.
LA Wilson is a writer living in Texas who does not mind squirrels raiding the bird feeders.