Permanently Misplaced
The woman was a stunning beauty, especially while sleeping. Even in the darkest corners of the shadiest motels found in Salem she looked like a queen. Tek shook his head and made sure the money envelope was where it should be, in his left breast pocket. With the comfort of those old friends he reached for the syringe and the drug. He had few minutes before she would wake up but he resisted the temptation to touch her flawless face. Instead of giving in bitter-sweet memories Tek gave his former lover another peaceful day.
Returning from the shadows to the light was getting more difficult each time. Things had been easier when Lexie had just followed him like a love sick puppy. Tek had to smirk. He had been the puppy. He had made several bad choices along the line and this last one would just be an extra nail in coffin. He had no choice any more. It was the time of extreme measures. Two days from now Benji had instructed him but Tek was ready now. He made sure the packet was properly wrapped and the instructions were clear. Tek grabbed his old trench coat and hat. He stepped out closing the door behind him. Trying hide his face from peoples eyes as well as from the weather he carried the package. It was time of surprises.
"Today was a good day."
"Yes it was, love. My feet are cold, would you mind?"
"Of course love, wait here, I'll get them for you." As eager as ever Shawn Brady rushed to fetch a pair of woollen socks for his wife Caroline. Though the rushing part wasn't what it used to be. Shawn opened the locker, grabbed a pair of socks and stopped. Something he had forgotten had now surfaced due to an unfortunate choice of socks. Shawn reached down and pulled out a handsome pile of letters. Scrupulously he counted the letters and made sure they were in order. He held them in his hand thinking again how he should have burnt them long ago. His old and wet eyes played a cruel trick on him again and the author of those letters stood in front of him just for a moment. She was beauty, she had always been something more than the rest of her mortal family. Her image hung in his mind making him sob. Shawn forced himself to break free from this personal time capsule of his. It was one thing to see her features on his grand-daughter but to see her again was simply impossible.
"These forgotten", he said and thrust the pile away yet unable to carry out his oldest intentions.
Rushing again, Shawn approached Caroline. He found her sleeping or taking a nap. Gentle loving smile lit up his face as he reached out for a blanket. This woman had brought much happiness and heartache in his life never knowing the shadow with she competed. Love is a tricky thing, Shawn thought to himself. You can bury it, you can to kill it, you can to weed it and you can cherish another love. You can embrace someone new and built a life with them. Still always love finds a way back to you and wakes up something forgotten. Shawn found himself glancing to his wife's eyes. Had he awaken a moment earlier her face would have expressed love and devotion but as it was her face was filled with concern.
"Is everything all right Shawn?" Caroline asked.
"Yes, don't worry about me", he comforted her.
"But you seem so heartbroken."
"It's nothing, just bad memories. Something are best forgotten and I don't want to trouble you with them. Especially since this is something I thought I had permanently misplaced."