Saturday, January 9, 2010

Chapter 8

She stands a little ways away from you at the top of a slight hill with her back to you, holding her hands out slightly to each side, letting the long grass brush her fingertips as it sways back and forth in the warm gentle sea breeze. She is wearing a sundress, the pure white straps a bright contrast to her milky brown skin. You stand for a minute watching her, appreciating the way her long, black hair falls softly over her shoulders and down her back, smelling the salt air, and listening to the far off roar of the waves crashing on the beach.

You wonder briefly that if you close your eyes and hold your breath, maybe this moment will last forever.

It is paradise.

You walk up slowly behind her and stop inches away, wondering if you should reach out to her. You are afraid she will disappear if you do, leaving you alone again, looking out over the empty beach by yourself.

Just as you think this she leans back and raises her arms, resting her full weight on your chest and wrapping her arms over her head and around your neck. You can see her face now, and it is as beautiful as you knew it would be, her eyes closed, a peaceful smile drawn on her face.

"I've been waiting for you." she says, and her voice brings tears to your eyes.

You wrap your arms around her waist and pull her closer to you, lowering your head to bury your face in her hair.

"Hello Maya," you whisper into her ear, "I've missed you..." and you wake with a start to your cell phone ringing and vibrating on the end table next to your head.