Sunday, October 14, 2007 @ 6:09:00 PM
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The flames flickered, sputtered, but finally held, illuminating the white linen tablecloth, the small transparent votive cups, the vase of white flowers, the whipped-creamed cake. Cars rushed past, muted by the laughing voices, the fluttering leaves. For a moment Caroline stood still, thinking of Al, his hands reaching for her in the darkness of the night to come. This is happiness, she told herself. This is what happiness means.
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She stood by the windows gazing at the busy traffic far below. Solitary she thought. If this moment could last forever.
A touch, so sensitive to the human skin.
A pair of eyes, to see the world.
A beating heart, to feel, to experience.
Slow melodies flooded the empty room and filled her ears. Her reflection on the stain-free glass stared back at her, throwing out those heavy stones that weighed her down. Peace she felt, nothing close to what she felt moments ago.
A wishful thought, a glimpse of hope, a significant change.
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