Okay, I know this chapter is short (and that I have ADD when it comes to these stories, but ya'll knew that) but it's just a beginning. A prologue, of sorts. So enjoy, and don't forget to review, bunnies/duckies/woodland creatures! Ah, and I don't own the Diamond Rio song, One More Day. Dang it...
Disclaimer: They ain't mine... heh...
This chapter is for Kelly, for listening to all my caffinated rantings about conspiracies and broken bones. (looks around nervously, then hides under kitchen sink)
As the coffin was lowered into the cold ground, Alex Eames felt as though her heart had been ripped out of her chest and stomped into a bloody pulp on the ground in front of her. Her eyes watered again, and she scrubbed at her eyes, her pride refusing to let the tears fall.
In her hand she gripped a single red rose, and once the coffin had been lowered into the ground, she dropped it into the hole, the hole that now represented her life. Thunder rumbled lowly in the distance, and the sky suddenly opened its floodgates, soaking her instantly. She heard someone call her name, but she couldn't bring herself to tear her eyes away from the coffin in front of her.
"Alex," Mike called softly, gently gripping her shoulder. "Come on, honey. Let me take you home. You don't need to get sick on top of this."
She reluctantly allowed herself to be led away from the grave, all the while thinking, Why him? Why Bobby?
One more day
One more time
One more sunset, baby
I'd be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still
For one more day with you
TBC...
A/N: (ducks flaming shoes and pans while diving for cover under rock) Eek! Review, and I'll post the second chapter tonight, bunnies! Go, go!