Open book.
It’s the first kind word addressed to me, Lana, ‘he said.
– What do you mean, Robert? ‘Stammered .- Have I shown inattentive to you?
– If only it were inattentive, ‘replied it.-But you’ve treated me like a stranger, an intruder, I zoomed out of the bed with my wife.
– God forbid it I cried getting rid, I felt that I would fall into his arms.
And he continues:
-Lana, if ever I hurt … What I do not know? But it must be so, otherwise I would reject that; your eyes, your whole attitude would be less harsh to me … Therefore if I hurt you, Lana, was not my fault but I’ve never had good intentions for you. He … would want to always be here as at home, you did not have need to go to live among strangers … then under the eyes of Martha, who both love this …
For what would pronounce its name? Born in me felt a fierce joy, I felt that I sprouted wings, and behold his name struck me like a whip. I bit my lips till the blood gushed out. But despite all wanted to stay calm, I wanted to play the role of guardian angel.
-Robert ‘I said seriously, you’re wrong about me: I have never had anything against you. I have become fearful and arrogant abroad, that’s all. You must arm yourself with patience to treat, you must have confidence in me … Will you?
Then I saw his eyes shine like a sunbeam.
– I’m so grateful, Lana, ’said .- Why should not I continue to have confidence in you? Look, since the day we did together in the woods that ride on horseback, do you remember? (Oh, if I remembered!) Since that day I loved you like a sister, even more than all my sisters. And while I respected, revered you as my guardian angel. And in fact, have been, it will be still in the future, is not it?
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