HERE ON EARTH
(Story updated every Monday – with the possibility of extra's in between)
This is just a very short introduction to the story. Please let me know if you would like to read more! :)
It was early on Monday evening, when the sky was the colour of a velvet ribbon falling over the hills. Connie stood on her back doorstep, a cardigan wrapped about her for warmth, a mug cupped between her hands and held against her chest, the steam rising up into her face, bringing with it the nutty smell of black coffee.
In that moment she truly believed that she carried her own fate in the palm of her hand, as if destiny was nothing more than a green marble or a robin's egg, a trinket any silly girl could scoop up and keep. She believed that all you wanted, you would eventually receive, and that fate was a force which worked with you, not against you.
She thought of Grace, upstairs asleep. Tonight she hadn't fought sleep as she usually did, instead she had drifted off into a peaceful slumber within Connie's arms as she had read her the story of Litte House in the Big Woods. She had watched her for a while as she dozed, her eyelids fluttering, her mouth growing slack, her body heavy.
And now she had time to herself! Time just to stand and stare, time to watch the sun go down on a day full of successes, no unexpected deaths, lives saved, that was how she liked it, and that was how it would be, she decided.
She smiled. This was it, she told herself, the beginning of happiness, and she felt a bubble of elation rise within her throat. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to her that it wasn't the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then. And the future held no guarantee of more.