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chapter 5: the sum of the past
an ominous wind blew up around the graveyard. darkly, and with a definitive sadness, a the tall boy crossed the grass and slowly moved through the gates. the church bell tolled six o'clock and clouds blew about overhead. "you know," the boy said, his gaze fixing on two headstones before him, "you certainly picked a very dramatic moment for your farewell. it's like you knew i was coming." silence. he seemed to be listening for something. "of course you would ignore me. you always have. you know, to an outsider all my troubles could be seen to stem from you. i wish i could just hate you and get on with my life. i've met a very nice girl, and i'm planning to ask her to marry me. she's great-she knows all my secrets, and she's still here. but there's one thing that gets in the way: you two. i'm very sorry i ruined your life, but damnit couldn't you have TRIED?!" for a moment the young man is silent and paused to compose himself. " i tired. but it was a little hard to be the son you wanted when you wouldn't tell me how. but that's the past. all part of a past i can barely remember. the present is so very dark. the future-that's uncertain as anything, but it's all i have now. i'm letting go of you-you're finally rid of your mistake." he rose from where he had been kneeling and glanced off ahead. "ah. storm clouds. mmmmyep, that's hopeful." he turned and strolled hastily towards the car. the wind blew up fervently and it started to rain. "are you okay, todd?" the jopie asked, taking his cold hand in hers. "not quite," he smiled weakly, "but i will be."
a/n: okay, ignoring the plot difficulties, sensitive subject matter, and blatant, shameless foreshadowing, that wasn't so bad. from your end, however.anyway, there may be a sequel to this story someday. i just have to sort out where to take this one next.
chapter 5: the sum of the past
an ominous wind blew up around the graveyard. darkly, and with a definitive sadness, a the tall boy crossed the grass and slowly moved through the gates. the church bell tolled six o'clock and clouds blew about overhead. "you know," the boy said, his gaze fixing on two headstones before him, "you certainly picked a very dramatic moment for your farewell. it's like you knew i was coming." silence. he seemed to be listening for something. "of course you would ignore me. you always have. you know, to an outsider all my troubles could be seen to stem from you. i wish i could just hate you and get on with my life. i've met a very nice girl, and i'm planning to ask her to marry me. she's great-she knows all my secrets, and she's still here. but there's one thing that gets in the way: you two. i'm very sorry i ruined your life, but damnit couldn't you have TRIED?!" for a moment the young man is silent and paused to compose himself. " i tired. but it was a little hard to be the son you wanted when you wouldn't tell me how. but that's the past. all part of a past i can barely remember. the present is so very dark. the future-that's uncertain as anything, but it's all i have now. i'm letting go of you-you're finally rid of your mistake." he rose from where he had been kneeling and glanced off ahead. "ah. storm clouds. mmmmyep, that's hopeful." he turned and strolled hastily towards the car. the wind blew up fervently and it started to rain. "are you okay, todd?" the jopie asked, taking his cold hand in hers. "not quite," he smiled weakly, "but i will be."
a/n: okay, ignoring the plot difficulties, sensitive subject matter, and blatant, shameless foreshadowing, that wasn't so bad. from your end, however.anyway, there may be a sequel to this story someday. i just have to sort out where to take this one next.