Against All Odds:8
A RESOLUTION HARD TO SEE
His day was long
and hard. Although there was no crisis
to report, the one game that had dropped was easily won, and he had avoided
Matrix due to the fact that they worked different sectors, and he had arrived
late so they didn't meet at the P.O. Bob still felt exhausted as he sped toward
his apartment. He also knew that he
would only end up exhausting himself further by walking though the door.
As
he entered he expected to find Sira seated as always at the kitchen table reading
the paper or some book she had picked up, but to his surprise she was nowhere
in the kitchen, nor in the living room.
He timidly opened the garage door thinking she might have decided to
practice some moves in the gym he had in there, but on finding it empty he
turned toward the only other place she could be. He pushed his bedroom door open uncertain of what he would
find. His eyes met an empty room. Confused and somewhat worried he went back
into the living room and after scanning the apartment one more time concluded
that Sira was not in it.
His
minds first reaction was to go blank.
For a good few minuets his mind was void of any thought. Then, as if it had to make up for the lost
time, it swarmed with concerns and theories:
Could
she have run away because of this morning? Maybe she's just gone out to work
early. She did say she wanted to buy
something, and working a little harder would get the money faster. That must be it she's working extra. What if something happened to her on the
job? It has been know to happen
somewhat often that girls in her line of work get rapped or killed. I have no reason to think this. If she left early she still wouldn't be home
yet. Besides why should tonight be
different from any other night she's gone out?
She's a smart girl, I'll just have to wait 'till she comes back, and I
will talk to her about the importance of leaving notes.
Five
restless hours later Bob had concluded that he must go out and look for
her. He didn't know how he had lasted as
long as he did. Every minuet of every
second had been filled with anxious pacing, snacking, and reading. He had even given into Mike's temptations
and watched a reenactment of the Daemon War.
For a time he had been almost distracted by how inaccurate it was. He had even thought about writing a letter
to the writer about the mistakes to pass the time, but by the end of the
program his mind had shifted to the few words he and Sira had exchange when he
had finished telling her about the Daemon War.
It was then that he knew he had to find her. The closeness he had felt to her during those few moments had
been strong. He felt it must have been
something big that drove her from his house early that night, and now early in
the morning. He knew she felt too
strongly connected with him to leave for anything as worthless as the awkward
moment they had encountered earlier that morning. As headed out into the earliest hours of the morning he feared
the worst.
