She didn’t say a single word and just sat on his steps. And things fell naturally into place when he plopped down, his back against hers. Two against the darkness, staring up at the hole in the velvet sky.
Their silence had been through so much together.
“Neither of us follow the crowd, which means that we’re destined to walk our own paths. And as much as I’m grateful that we crossed paths in our own spectacular journeys, I don’t think we share a mutual destination. My journey isn’t for anyone else, and I suspect yours isn’t either. It’s wonderful to arrive at certain check points and find someone there to share the excitement with, but one day I’ll find myself in a place that no one’s ever been, and I don’t know if I have the grace to share that with anyone. My journey is one that I have to walk alone. Only then can I arrive at where I’m destined to go. And I love you because you are the same way."
Pieces of Stories is a collection of scattered excerpts from my novels and short stories.
Available January 2019