Biographical Non-Fiction posted November 25, 2023 Chapters:  ...7 8 -9- 10... 


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The dark and fog that protected now becomes something else.
A chapter in the book Spectre

Lost

by Lea Tonin1

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Clouds draped their white blankets over the mountains and hills as if to warm the land with its cottony breath.
 
The river sighed as it released its heavy burden into the thirsty ocean.
 
Green fluidic arms mixed with white exposing the seas diamond belly to the smiling sun.
 
Bird's borrowed shelves of air as I gathered peace into my lap and held it there.
 
Take these moments of quiet. Life will not give them to you.  You must seek it out.
 
***************************present 
 
I'm gazing up at the gorgeous blanket of green draping the Rocky mountains with pine needle arms. In the valley, we are surrounded in a ring of mountains on three sides. The fourth side is the vast magnificence of the pacific ocean.
 
We are nestled in the Valley close to the river delta. One large city, surrounded in several smaller ones, in turn surrounded by the suburbs. Then finally, rural country.
 
The farmers grow corn, cranberry and blueberry right up to the mountains base. 
We are in the great river delta which has many islands.
Take a slight turn and voila! One hundred and fifty kilometers east and we are climing out of the valley and the layers peal away.
 
When our mountain highways washed out a couple winters ago, the entire valley filled with water. One immense lake where once farmers grew food. Back in the day homes in the valley were built on stilts!
Looking at the mountains now on a clear and sparkling day, I can almost imagine that the one mountain is a she and that her skirts are always flowing white. Occasionally she will lift the hem to expose her granite toes as if looking for a pedicure.
Then she throws her skirts back down again filling the towns and roads with white, unaware that her casual gesture has buried thousands.
The mountains look quiet today, all showing off their beauty to an amber sun set off in blue.
Magnificent! Such much so, it gives me peace.
 
We have a job to do...can't be blubbering all day now can we?
Old faithful keeps blinking at me on top of the desk. We need go back there again.
We need to see how she's doing. I can't leave her lost in the dark with thick fog surrounding her.
She messed up you see and she knew it.
 
So let's see if we can dry some of those tears and bring her out of the cold...
 
***************************Past
 

I couldn't hear his voice anymore. All I could hear was the clap of my footfalls on the cement road.

I almost gave knocked myself off the side of a poplar tree, so thick was the fog.

I thought to myself,"I don't dare wander any farther. I should stay put until the sun rises or the fog dissipates. I can figure out where I am then."

Satisfied with that train of thought, I chose a spot where I could lean against a tree and rest. I didn't want to think about where I was going to go. I must get my things but, that was just too much for my stressed and weary mind at the time.

I also realized that the sun can't be too far off, since we arrived here late. It was a matter of an hour or two...I hoped.

My feet ached from the stupid high heels she had me wear. Taking them off, I rubbed the bottom of my feet to alleviate the cramps. I sat there just breathing in and out trying to still my thunderous heart.

At the same time, I was still very much aware, so I continued to breathe. Rub the arches of my feet, while listening to the night.

After a while I could see lights piercing the fog drawing closer to me. I scooted myself farther behind the tree and watched.

As the car approached I realized it was a cab and as it drove by I could make out the profile of E. The cab passed just as the sun had illuminated the fogs edges. I considered putting the high heels back on my feet again but, I knew I would'nt get very far like that. So I opted for bare feet, well...nylon feet anyway.

Once it was light enough. I continued down the road until I spied a main intersection. I could see now the street I was on and approximately how far I had to go to collect my items. I was just angry enough to go and collect them and make sure she stayed out of my way when I did.

I'm pretty sure she wasn't going to let any of this business come into her mother's home more than it already had.

Looking at the sign I was starting to feel ill. I knew it for a nasty hang over having experienced one already.

I checked my energy level, looked at where I was and where I had to go. It was about eleven kilometers to E's house. Then I realized that my energy level really doesn't matter. I have to get where I'm going. Period. 

I began the long walk back. The odd car honked as it passed me by.

No wonder with the way I was dressed, or lack there of.  The sun climbed as I walked dissipating the last of the fog. I watched it burn off with mixed feelings.

Considering it had concealed me only a few hours ago, I was not sure I wanted it gone.

Finally after what seemed like eons, I saw the street that lead to E's house.

I knocked on the door.  Nothing.

I knocked again.

Finally I heard E speaking out the window then the door opened.

"What the fuck!" E said. "Get in here fast." You know I had to do them both cuz of you!"

My rage flared up so fast it almost gave me whiplash!

I grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed her up against the wall.

I growled in her face. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't drop you like bricks."

"Hey man, I tried to help you." She said.

Instantly I drew my arm across her neck and began to apply pressure,  her faced turned more red by the second.

"No you didn't. You tried to condemn me to hell!" Then I heard a voice in the hallway.

"E...what's going on in there?"

***************************
Present
 
If her mother hadn't come up the hallway and call her name, I don't know.
Maybe I would have kept squeezing.  Maybe not.  I'm glad I didn't have to find out.
 
Until next time...the stronger had finally emerged. 



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This story is part of an auto bio called spectre. Book 2 of the series. Book 1 called Ghost and this, can be read through my portfolio. Please note, some chapters are hard to digest. Reader discretion is advised.
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