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a letter in the post - pt 7 - moonbeam day 2

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Ok Look. sorry for the messy writing but i am still a bit shakey. I don't know what is going on. but i will tell you what i remember.
the sign said Shackelton lake, there were fireworks going off above the lake, only, they weren't fireworks, the movement was too precise to be explosives. it was like watching a swarm of brightly coloured insects flying. and oohhh they were buzzing so loudly. like a giant buzzing scream.
people came out of their cottages to see what was happening. and then just as the screaming got so loud I thought i might throw up, it stopped. Sunlight broke through, all at once, ultra bright. The sun was too big in the sky, we were too close to it. I turned around to ask a cottager what was going on, but everyone was gone, all the cottages were empty. there was a loud popping noise, the smell of ozone and static, and suddenly i was on my back, looking up into trees, where birds were snacking. i dont know how i got here, but it was about 5 minutes from the moose motel. i guess i drove because there was brown betty waiting for me. i dont know where all the cottagers went but back in moonbeam the liquor store/mail guy said that particular lake was for sale, and all the cottagers had moved away last year. i don't know what is going on. i am thinking of driving east to quebec, and driving south from there.
i am heading out in a few minutes. i bought more food, and gas, and maps that all say i keep travelling north instead of south. but i swear i am driving in the right direction. trying to get to you. i am afraid to leave the car now. i will avoid towns and people and focus instead on staying on the road. i bought jolt cola to stay awake. do you remember the time we ate those 3 bags of chocolate covered coffee beans. you grabbed your sleeping bag and pretended it was a turtle shell. you crawled all over the floor thinking you were a turtle. we didnt sleep at all. we stayed up all night talking, for 13 hours straight. about our dreams and music and turtles. i felt safe then, like i had found a real friend.
i would give anything to see your house right about now. sleep in your sleeping bag. i know you are there waiting for me. i will be there soon.


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