Chapter 10 : Monty Python
Soundtrack: Everything's Not Lost - Coldplay
Her eyes opened as the 8:45 ray of sunlight crept across them, the rest of the sunlight filling the otherwise beige room with rays of amber creeping in through the thin aluminum blinds. July 7th, 1990, a sunny day in Boulder Colorado. "So, thirty-five hunh?" She asked herself, staring at the ceiling, as time seemed to slow more the longer she did. She eventually rolled out of bed and walked to the kitchen, she opened the fridge and looked around until she settled on the eggs, had a week until expiration. She scrambled two of them, poured herself a glass of whiskey to boot, and sat in her recliner turning on the television as she did. The news droned on like a ringing in her ear until it forced her to change the channel, flipping through the airwaves before deciding that Seinfeld was tolerable enough to have on. She let out a long, deep sigh as Kramer ranted on and on about a cantaloupe or something, almost pushing her eyes away from the television and on to the ceiling. She took a sip from her glass and looked around her apartment and its tan walls laden with dusty paintings, before settling her eyes once again on the ceiling. The beige now seemed to stare back into her eyes, luling her into a trance broken only by a few intermittent sips of her whiskey, as she sank further into her chair as if suspended in the stale air and stagnant background noise of the room. Her mind drifted away and her eyes closed and she breathed in all the life that the thin Colorado air could carry and let out a sigh so deep as to puzzle even the brightest philosophers. She felt herself frozen in time, the droning and canned laughter emitting from the TV the only evidence that she really wasn't. The phone rang and her eyes shot open, almost startled to remember that she in fact, wasn't the only person left on the planet. She lifted herself out of her recliner and plodded over to the the phone and picked it up, "Hel-"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHELIAH!" rang two loud voices from the other end, almost pushing her away from the phone, and wrapping a smile around her face.
"Awww, thank you, you two, you remembered." she grinned back into the phone
"Remembered?" Rang a sarcastic female voice through the copper and circuitry, "Did you expect us to forget?!"
"I mean it's really not that big of a deal, I mean one year older wooo." She said feigning enthusiasm.
"Not a big deal! What do you mea-" the female voice was cut off.
"I think what D is trying to say is regardless of how you feel, it's a big deal to us."
"YEAH!" Rang the female voice now further away.
"And… that's exactly why tonight, you're going out to dinner with us."
She laughed, "Okay, but only as long as there's no singing or any of that bullshit."
"No promises!" Shouted Delilah from the background.
"Well you heard her no promises, but regardless we'll be there to get you at 4:00. Happy birthday Sheliah."
"Thanks Hank. And you too Delilah."
"WHAT ELSE AM I HERE FOR!" Yelled Delilah from the background eliciting a laugh from Sheliah.
"Alrighty then, we'll see you later."
"Alright see ya Henry." The line cut, but Sheliah still stood there, the now beeping phone still pressed against her ear until she moved it to her chest now clutching it with both hands as she spoke softly, "So… thirty-five hunh?"
Hey all! Another chapter another long gap hunh? Well hopefully it's worth it as I've been actively going over this one for a while now and trying to make sure it's exactly how I want it. With that being said however, pop on down and leave a review if anything stands out, if there's anything you think I can improve on, or if you just want to tell me what you think of the story so far. In any case I just love hearing what you guys and gals think, and how you're all enjoying the story to this point. Hope you all have a nice day!
See you space cowboy,
Equinox.