Secret maneuvres in the dark

They had promised to be completely open with each other. No secrets. Why didn’t he tell her about the letter? She had read it twice, determined to unearth all his secrets so there’s nothing between them anymore. Should she confess that she went through his stuff and read that letter from her?

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Brown toe in the ring

He longed to give her something she’d wear all the time and think of him. She didn’t want anyone to know about their relationship. Visible jewels would raise questions, but who looks at the feet?

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Just close my eyes and I’m with you

The closet chef pours his heart and soul into his cooking for the one he pursues in hope of reciprocation. As the food works its way from the stomach to the heart, it sends signals of love through the body of the one who consumes.

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Words from a time warp

Her stomach churned after reading the letter in red. How could she write such things, knowing that they are no longer together? Does she really believe that they will get back together one day? Does he believe it? Did he make her believe it?

She contemplates whether she should continue. The remaining sheets are written in blue ink. Just then, her iPhone beeps.

Are you awake, dear? I’m coming back now. See you in an hour.

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Huelo is a place on earth

By the time she turns off Hana Highway, slowing down to feel the bumps in the narrow dirt path, she has forgotten all about work, woes, and worries. With only faint sounds of birds chirping and fluttering of leaves, she can hear her own breathing and heart beat, for her electric vehicle makes no noise.

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You were meant for me, and vice versa

After she has made herself a quick breakfast of apple banana slices on cereal in milk, she takes the letter out to the deck and sits in the teak patio chair. The sun has already left the horizon but it will be a few hours before he’d return from his errands in Kahului. She flips to the sheet with red handwriting and begins to read. She sees a sliver of his handwriting pasted on the blue stationery.

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I want to break free from the invisible chains

Driving along Hana Highway checking out the surf on his right, he hears Queen’s “I Want to Break Free” on the radio. As he listens, his heart sings. Continue reading

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