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The Gracious Host
He climbed on to her back and took a firm hold.
She hardly knew when he began sucking the life blood from her as he was adept in this symbiotic relationship and could make his small incision as precisely as a skilled surgeon. She would find him now and then, and in her searching, run her tongue over the smooth contours of his body, and she liked that better than she hated the wound.
When her mother called she would ask about her parasite and the girl would always say that he was doing "his thing" and her mother would be happy and respond that she should feel lucky she had someone to share her life with.
Once, he ventured into the open and imbeded himself in the smooth contour of her lower right cheek. She spied him as she walked by a mirror, and bending closer with her breath against her own image, she peered intently with a strange excitement, and realized he looked like a beauty mark and added some mystery to her otherwise plain face. But remembering suddenly why she hadn't chanced her image in awhile, she saw her white-washed palor was now an ashen gray and that sick feeling hit her hosting heart like a stone. She hurriedly pinched her cheek and then twisted the skin between her fingers until she saw the red stain rush to the rescue.
And for now, she knew, she was everything to him.
She hardly knew when he began sucking the life blood from her as he was adept in this symbiotic relationship and could make his small incision as precisely as a skilled surgeon. She would find him now and then, and in her searching, run her tongue over the smooth contours of his body, and she liked that better than she hated the wound.
When her mother called she would ask about her parasite and the girl would always say that he was doing "his thing" and her mother would be happy and respond that she should feel lucky she had someone to share her life with.
Once, he ventured into the open and imbeded himself in the smooth contour of her lower right cheek. She spied him as she walked by a mirror, and bending closer with her breath against her own image, she peered intently with a strange excitement, and realized he looked like a beauty mark and added some mystery to her otherwise plain face. But remembering suddenly why she hadn't chanced her image in awhile, she saw her white-washed palor was now an ashen gray and that sick feeling hit her hosting heart like a stone. She hurriedly pinched her cheek and then twisted the skin between her fingers until she saw the red stain rush to the rescue.
And for now, she knew, she was everything to him.
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Comment by Jed Moorhouse on August 28, 2009 at 10:51pm -
Powerful wordcraft going on here. Excellent piece!
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Comment by MartiW on April 3, 2009 at 4:02pm -
I was so happy when you started writing here, and this is why. Man, this was perfectly suggested.
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Comment by Cita on March 9, 2009 at 2:26pm -
Oh, how the weight of being everything to someone bows us down and bends our true posture. You challenge ME, you know. I was both honored and humbled to read this... you can really write, chicky! (Don't hesitate to push the post button... please.)
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Comment by Lorianne on March 9, 2009 at 10:44am -
holy crap this is good! so layered & so subtle the way the back story is laid out. very impressive!
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Comment by odd chick on March 9, 2009 at 10:12am -
You can't imagine what the comments mean to me. I have a very good friend who has been injured and she is still playing the host. It was very frustrating for me so I decided to write my raw feelings on paper and this is what appeared. I was very nevous about pushing the post button, but your response has helped tremendously.
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Comment by Laurita on March 9, 2009 at 6:55am -
I agree with Trevor, the sense of mystique wraps you into this story and the last line just really tightens that grip. Excellent.
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Comment by Trevor Mcpherson on March 9, 2009 at 12:03am -
I love the fact that 'He' is never explicitly revealed. You've created a real need to know that pulls the reader through the piece by their nose.
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Comment by Olive Rosehips on March 8, 2009 at 11:50pm -
Man, this was pretty fantastic. The descriptiveness was excellent. The rest seemed private and thoughtful; something I enjoyed reading. Really good, Odd chick.
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Comment by Caroline Wells on March 8, 2009 at 10:05pm -
I agree w/ Jayonguitar. This was extremely powerful.
caccy46
Caroline Wells
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Comment by Jay Holmes on March 8, 2009 at 9:56pm -
You have some serious skill. I read this several times and I'm very impressed with the craftsmanship of this story. I was hooked from the first sentence. This stands out, some editor who has read a hundred stories for the day already would pause and take his time with this one.
-Jay
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