James Sunderland

Though the sun is blazing high in the sky, there's a bitter chill in the air. James pulls up the collar of his jacket and tugs the garment around himself as he ventures forward. He hasn't moved very far when he finds his attention suddenly drawn to what appears to be a sheet of paper which had been ripped from a notebook and was now lying on the ground near a small shrub. Out of curiosity James steps forward and slowly he retrieves the paper. He gives a small gasp of surprise as he reads the handwritten message .... and recognises the penmanship and the signature ....

"Mary, you're here? Oh my god, you got my note?"

James looks up from the note and stares into the far distance for a heartbeat before returning his attention back to it. He then smiles to himself as he shoves the paper into a jacket pocket. Mary, his beloved. She was here and well within his reach again.

"The Lakeview Hotel huh?" James smiles to himself again. "Our special place. Sure honey, I can find my way there. I know I can. I'll be there soon .... wait for me .... "

Mary,

If you should find this, please know that I'm looking for you again.

Stay safe. I'll be with you soon.

James xx

James tears the piece of paper from his notebook and he then throws the little scrap into a sudden burst of wind. With hope in his heart he watches as the paper-scrap, his note to Mary, twirls away on the wind as it blows in the direction of the town he is headed for once again.

( Bottomless Pockets )

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