prologue (part six)

Edited with added audio

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“It was a dark and stormy night.”

They started laughing. It was, actually, a beautiful day, but she began to narrate, as she was prone to do, after they had been driving together in silence for a while.

Silence, because of the terrible mood he had been in. The mind bullets had been flying, so she had turned up that song.ย  That’s all it took, for his mind to blissfully hush. It was also why she was driving. Until she wasn’t. And it wasn’t anyone’s fault. The driver over there had a heart attack and drifted into their lane.

Two nights before, she had made a list for him. But it was the forgotten letter* that flashed before her eyes.

And it wasn’t anyone’s fault they went to different hospitals.

 

Part Five is here
Part One is here

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I decided to confuse us all even more by joining this to a previous short series I had started, then abandoned.
*Part C
the very beginning Part A is here

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  1. Oh wow I love how you married this together with the previous. I myself have been that one enduring that silent ride. I think it’s true music does soothe the savage beast. Can’t wait to see what’s next. Have a lovely day! ๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. Thank you! It was all a last minute thing but that is how things are working out these days…

      yes…silence can mean so many things. Fortunately these characters know each other well enough she knew his harshest criticisms were against himself, and she knew what music helped.
      I’m not sure what’s next either haha. But thank you for your thoughts, I really appreciate it.

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    1. haha thanks B! Yeeps…should not be blogging when I am really tired…as I left off an important detail which helps explain the hospital thing! ๐Ÿ™„ So I have made a small edit. Ugh.

      I’m really inclined to think this is the last part, actually.
      Thanks so much for reading and for your thoughts!

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    1. Thank you! That means a lot.
      I was thinking it wasn’t particularly well written but I decided to post it anyway. The story is what I wanted, but I wasn’t convinced about the way it came out. So I really appreciate your kind comment, thank you ๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. Oh I am so glad if it surprised you! And also, the end, being kind of the beginning…well after the intitial A,B,C prologues of course. haha I hope i haven’t confused people too much, but it’s fun to leave things to the imagination as well, I think ๐Ÿ™‚
      Thank you so much for your thoughts Shantanu. I always appreciate it.

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  2. An enjoyable tangle, Vanessa. We know what we don’t, and we imagine the rest. That other letter, another grocery list, I suspect. Looking forward to more narration with 3rd person thoughts (great audio). When I have had hospital happy shots, I mostly don’t remember what happened when I try to recall later, but I do know that I babble to nurses and doctors, everyone really. I suspect that is my default state.

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    1. I did actually laugh out loud at the grocery list idea. But such a ring of truth and reality LOL.

      Yes a tangle with dreamy clues here and there, but I don’t expect anyone to have the time and inclination to really remember/read previous parts. But hey, I have had fun. I’m so glad if anyone else enjoyed it! And the audio too, thank you!

      oh, that is funny!…my husband preached a whole sermon once to poor unsuspecting nurses and doctor…Darrin didn’t believe the doctor until he started reciting some back to him!!! But that is a long time ago. Who on earth knows what he would do now…and yikes, what I would do! I hate to think. ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคก

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