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Waiting in the Sky
It's a strange place to be Las Vegas. There are so many things about it that knock you off your feet- some like heaven and some like hell. For Doug this city brought back distant dreams, memories and the things in between. As he stood amongst the heat, the lights and the people he could almost hear the husky tone of her voice mocking him for how he's aged.
It unsettled him slightly how long it had been and how still he hadn't managed to completely walk away from the golden summer they had shared beneath clear skies and warm sheets. Her bedroom ceiling had always reminded him of clouds- the swirls in the French plaster- to which he had attributed some artist's sad tales.
She had sad stories to tell. They had spent nights with bottles of wine for friends and she would tell him how lucky he was to be who he was, to be from where he was from. And he would feel the need to wrap her up in his arms and promise that things were going to change for them from then on.
Sometimes he'd find himself catching wisps of her perfume out in the streets as strangers passed him by. He had always wondered what she had made of herself. But the stories didn't make him proud as he had expected- they broke his hearts slightly knowing that she had moved on in a way he wished he could have done from that year.
A part of Doug knew that it was just the want to relive youth once again that reminded him of Sara Sidle. His best days weren't behind him. Not really- or at least that's what everyone around him would say. But with a failed marriage behind him and nothing but his work dominating his life could honestly say he was where he had expected to be.
Sometimes after a few drinks he would find himself wanting to call Sara- to try and recapture what he remembered to be the last moment he felt content.
As he walked into the lab he couldn't deny that seeing her again took his breath away. She was perhaps more beautiful than she had been before. The smile she sent his way as their eyes met made him shiver as goose bumps covered his body.
The night they spent together had be a memory he had kept at the back of his mind in a place he'd refuse to leave from time to time. But seeing her sitting there watching him everything came flooding back as if it was yesterday.
She could still make his heart skip a beat, she could still make him laugh, she was still the same person he had fallen for. A part of him wished he had told her. That he'd had the guts to look her in the eye and say 'I love you'. But the wedding ring on her left hand told him it wouldn't have been the right thing to do.
But still he could sense that was something wrong. He had known her for so long- he had grown attune to her mood shifts. He could feel his heart filling and overwhelming with the sad acknowledgement that perhaps after all of these years they were as lost as they had ever been...
The End