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"WSCS (FF) Miriam"
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"WSCS (FF) Miriam" |
LAST EDITED ON 01-02-04 AT 03:27 PM (EST)
An antique mirror shrouded in gold leaf and pewter hung on the wall; Miriam sighed as she pondered her reflection. The flesh that once was tight and supple now showed the signs of many summers, the hair that was auburn gave way to silver and gray, and the sapphire eyes that once sparkled and shone with devilish intent had paled to soft cornflower. It was nothing that a little powder and a bit of paint couldn’t fix, and she slid the cover off her Maybelline.
The bones and muscles weren’t quite as active these days either. Her labored gait belied the graceful athlete she once was. The clothes in the closet hung neatly; with a steady hand she parted the garments until she found the perfect dress. It was medium length, plain and simple, with three large buttons on the front. Next came the shoes, a not so reverent search as she tossed the blue pumps, red sandals, and a pair of espadrilles to the side before uncovering the somber low heels. The church was not far from where Miriam lived, and the crowd had already started to gather when she arrived. It was a warm and pleasant day, all things considered. A long and deep breath became a slow exhale as she summoned the strength to continue. The aged marble steps that she once took two at a time stood as barriers to the grand oak doors. The apse was lit with colored streams of sunshine through the stained glass windows. Candles speckled the altar casting a glow on the white calla lilies, roses, and blue delphinium. The organ piped its sentimental songs as the people filed in and took their seats. Miriam knelt, made a sign of the cross and then slid into a pew in the rear of the church, clutching her purse to her side. The faces of the others were not familiar to her. She had heard the names many times before, but there was no way to recognize any of them. She shifted uncomfortably as the eulogy came and went without the mere mention of her name and struggled to find the peace she sought. It had been a long day, one that brought back so many memories. Miriam stood near her bed and gradually unbuttoned the black dress and let it fall to the floor. Again she looked at her reflection and removed the makeup little by little until it was just her own pale-dry skin. She smiled a wan smile, and then pulled a bottle of his cologne from her bedside nightstand and sprayed a light mist of its musky fragrance onto her pillowcase. Miriam crawled under the sheets, pulled the quilt up over her shoulders and held the pillow tightly to her bosom. She breathed in the scent of Henry. Finally the tears came. 
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Schnookie Palookie 16822 desperate attention whore postings
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01-02-04, 09:57 AM (EST)
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2. "RE: WSCS (FF) Miriam" |
Great writing Katie! Sad story and wonderfully told. I look forward to reading more of your work.
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3. "RE: WSCS (FF) Miriam" |
So well written. All the details that make the reader really feel her.
I loved the ending, the scent of him made it all so real.Great story!
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