Excerpt from “Unless She Forgives”

Mia dropped the phone in total heartbreak and cried out, “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. This can’t be happening. This is not true. I just talked to him in February. He was alive and he apologized. This is all a dre–aaammmmm. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. He’s not dead. He has a child and she has not seen him in two years. He ju—st, he ju—st,” Mia screamed through sobs.

Mia lost control and crawled into the dark hallway.

THUMPP, THUMMMMP, UMMMPH, UMMMPH was all the person on the phone heard.
“Mia, are you okay? Please calm down. Please,” pleaded the voice on the phone.

Mia had fallen down the staircase in her apartment and landed at her front door with a thud. As Mia lifted her body from the floor, she screamed into the phone, “It’s because of YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU. YOUUUUUUU are the reason why my child was fatherless and now you call and tell me her father is dead. You’ve had my phone number for years and you call me for the FIRST time tonight?” she yelled through the phone.

“WHAT ABOUT, Eran???” Wh—Wh—What will I tell her? How do I tell her?” Mia asked franctically.

“God NOOOO, this isn’t happening to me. I am almost finished with college. I was finally getting over HIM and moving on with my life. Why now, God? Why now?” Mia ranted.

“Mia, calm down,” the voice on the phone said.

“You expect me to calm down? My daughter’s father was killed in some stupid — wait, wait how did he die? Was he on his motorcycle? A car accident?” Mia inquired.

“He was in a plane crash. He-he-he was the pilot.”

“Noooooooooo, Noooooooo. Ohhhhhh-o-o-o- he was the pilot? No, David was the best pilot ever. He flew me around Fairbanks many times and he checked every freaking part of that plane from engine to tail. There is no way he died doing what he loved. It’s so not fair. It’s not fair!” Mia screamed into the phone as tears ran down her face.

Mia stumbled around as she felt for the light switch. She turned the light on and plopped on the multicolored couch in her living room. In a daze, she examined the room and her eyes fell upon a picture of her and David.

“Da—Daaaaaaaaaa—viiiiddddddddddddd,” Mia screamed into the night.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

March 2011
M T W T F S S
« Feb   Apr »
 123456
78910111213
14151617181920
21222324252627
28293031  

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 72 other followers

%d bloggers like this: