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The Window Of My Soul
She stood at the window all day watching the children at play, she never leaves that room she stands there morning, night and noon, and the only time she leaves that place is when she wants to use the bathroom. What on earth is she doing there the village people began to fear, and so they gather at the street corner and gossip under the big oak tree in a temperature over ninety degrees. Many tales were told of how the woman was bold, she went swimming in the dark and was bitten by a shark. she passed out on the shore and a lone fisherman found her bleeding on the sand; he drove her to the hospital and gave and helping hand. He brought chicken soup for her every day and tell her stories about his deployment in the Middle East and how he overcome the “beast”. She was moved with passion, and he asked her to be his bride. She got married to him on the hospital bed and he looked after her until she got well. She spends three months in the hospital, and everyone watched him coming and going and admired the couple sincerities. He bought a big house for on the hill and furnished it with luxury furniture and it had everything. He had a big home coming for her and the surprise almost knocked her out, she asked no question even when she did understand, she just went along with it and said someday she would ask him about it. The party was over; everything was cleaned up and put back in order and they stood by the window in each other’s arm looking at the horizon and making love until dawn; the nights fade away and daylight broke through the day. He left a bag next to her and crept silently through the door and that was the last time he was seen in the town. She slept late and woke up at nine and realizes that he was not there. He left a bag beside her with her life in it. She opened the bag and found the house and land document and a certified check in the amount of a billion dollars, and one million dollars in cash stuffed in large envelopes at the side. A handwritten note lay neatly on top that read, “Everything in this bag is for you I will not come back so take care of our baby. I have paid the housekeeper to take care for you. I am going to miss you, but such is life." "She was shocked, and she kept staring out the window hoping that he could say goodbye, but he was already flying in the sky, but his memory continues to live with her. “So, what happen to him?” a woman asked, “He had another wife in Canada and his private jet crash just as it was about to land.” He has two wives. “You see what a tell you, don’t trust no man” the woman replied, “at least him left her a fortune,” another woman said. It is a very sad story.” Another uttered silently, So that is why she kept looking out the window hoping that he would come, because that was where they made love; it is her sanctuary.
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