I watch her work from distance safe. Watching silently as she hurries to be finished. Her eye catches me at a glance and I smile faintly, imaging I can feel her heart skip a beat and race. Truly I almost can. When she turns to see me whole, I'm gone. Ghost of memories she tried to throw away.
Dark skies over head peer ominously back as her eyes search desperately for the sun. Standing in this position for hours she doesn't not notice the market empty behind her, the children running home, or the shutters slamming shut as families settle in for supper.
When the first stars begin to twinkle in defiance of the dark creeping in she finally blinks. The sun has made no appearance this day and for that she feels an increasing sadness in her heart. The lamplighters are out now, bustling around to set new torches for the night. Quietly she slips away, taking the long way home tonight. Mother may be furious and father will be drunk, but th
I often wonder how much easier life would be if we were all like crayons. As it stands we take things at face value; what we see is what we get, seeing is believing, and the like.
Living life as a transgendered female has shown me life is not quite so. What they see of me is not the whole of me. Life is more like a pack of bonbons; What's really there is wrapped beneath a pre-made wrapper, you must wonder at what is inside until you dare to unwrap the bonbon, and what lies inside may not be what you expected. Especially if a bonbon was wrapped in the wrong wrapper. Manufacturers mistake, of course.
The story of the Chocolate Bonbon.
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Not good. Definitely not good. This wasn't how it was supposed to go down. In and out, real quick. That's what Vick said. That's what he always said.
"Ya go in, knock the guard out. Cameras 'n alarms are out, Jojo took care of that already. Use that blow-torch ya got there 'n get in the safe. Grab the bags, bring 'em to me 'n I'll load 'em up. I call you if trouble shows up. Get that last bag 'n we'll be out of there in no time. In 'n out, real quick like."
Simple enough. There was only one guard on duty tonight, just like every Thursday. No one robs a bank on Thursday. I slipped through the back, making quick work of the keypad with worn b
I spied her across the lot, standing next to a man I did not recognize.
Panic struck my chest and I quickened my pace, reaching the car just as he opened the door to let her in. I grabbed her wrist and she let out a cry of surprise, though her face betrayed a look of relief.
I shot a quick look at the man standing surprised as I dragged my sister away from him.
His look changed to one of anger when I shoved her into the passenger seat of my car. Starting the car, I threw one more look back at the man and drove away.
The road back to home was a quiet one. She didn't say a word about what had happened and I didn't bother to pursue it; too a
I watched as she walked through the doors and saw her eyes narrow in curiosity as she spied a form sitting on the hood of her car. Slowly she made her way across the parking lot. Recognizing me, her eyes narrowed more and her brow furrowed as she tried to figure out why I was suddenly sitting nonchalant, waiting for her.
I smiled as best I could against the butterflies creating havoc inside me. We had barely spoken before, too busy working to really talk and both too shy to approach the other. Now here I was sitting on her car smiling like an idiot.
"Hello." After a brief moment of silence she greeted me in a guarded tone.
"Hello." I chirp
Keeping my distance behind the needles of the evergreen forest, I watched as the young woman continued to drag the young man, a knight by his outfit I mused, passing through the final trees and merging into the clearing. How she had the strength for such a feat as the man struggled against her bemused me.
She stopped at the edge and before us stood a familiar sight to me. A dazzling pond of clear water, upon which stood two twin trees on twin islands separated by a small distance of water.
Curiosity grew in me - 'Why would she bring him here? Surely she doesn't know?'
She threw the man at last down into the bank of the pond. His hands tied