The End Of A Farm Road

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  • SynopsisThere
  • really
  • is
  • something
  • calming;
  • almost
  • medicinal,
  • about
  • being
  • absorbed
  • by
  • an
  • impromptu
  • dusk—drive
  • on
  • a
  • powdery
  • dirt
  • road;
  • laid
  • to
  • sleep
  • between
  • those
  • picturesque
  • tall
  • wheat
  • fields
  • that
  • seem
  • to
  • stretch
  • out
  • forever.
  • Sustenance
  • not
  • yet
  • harvested
  • but,
  • will
  • be.
  • Soon.
  • And
  • hanging
  • low
  • over
  • such
  • beauty;
  • tucking
  • it
  • all
  • in
  • tight
  • before
  • drowsiness
  • seamlessly
  • turns
  • to
  • dreams,
  • the
  • crisp
  • early
  • evening
  • air,
  • a
  • promising
  • scene
  • overhead,
  • implying
  • to
  • pull
  • the
  • rest
  • of
  • the
  • clouds
  • nearer
  • to
  • the
  • full
  • moon,
  • and
  • maybe,
  • just
  • maybe,
  • some
  • rain...PrologueHer
  • voice
  • quickly
  • turned
  • exited
  • as
  • she
  • rushed
  • over
  • to
  • the
  • phone,
  • plucking
  • the
  • receiver
  • from
  • it.
  • “No
  • one
  • else
  • has
  • the
  • number...”
  • She
  • smiled
  • as
  • the
  • thought
  • arrived,
  • and
  • she
  • was
  • right.
  • “To
  • make
  • this
  • phone
  • ring,
  • could
  • only
  • be
  • him...” The
  • rather
  • cramped
  • townhouse
  • was
  • sparsely
  • furnished
  • and
  • decorating
  • it
  • was
  • accomplished
  • without
  • any
  • real
  • sense
  • of
  • purpose.
  • Neglected;
  • it
  • would
  • have
  • appeared
  • for
  • an
  • outsider.
  • But
  • in
  • a
  • strange
  • sense,
  • it
  • was
  • a
  • home.
  • A
  • different
  • kind
  • of
  • home.
  • One
  • where
  • again,
  • she
  • could
  • be
  • a
  • younger
  • her.
  • Answering
  • the
  • call,
  • she
  • momentarily
  • glimpsed
  • over
  • at
  • the
  • kitchen
  • counter.
  • Not
  • that
  • it
  • mattered,
  • but
  • it
  • was
  • bare.
  • No
  • bread
  • bin,
  • toaster,
  • or
  • waiting—and—ready
  • appliances
  • parked
  • and
  • lined—up
  • near
  • the
  • kettle
  • which
  • too
  • was
  • absent.
  • In
  • its
  • place,
  • a
  • tall
  • empty
  • bottle
  • of
  • semi-sweet
  • red
  • wine,
  • two
  • small
  • and
  • crumbed
  • side
  • plates,
  • and
  • next
  • to
  • that
  • two
  • large
  • empty
  • wine
  • glasses.
  • She
  • wouldn't
  • have
  • to
  • bother
  • washing
  • up
  • much
  • and
  • no
  • one
  • would
  • have
  • anything
  • to
  • say
  • about
  • it.
  • Not
  • here.
  • It
  • was
  • unlike
  • her
  • kitchen
  • at
  • home.
  • And
  • here,
  • inviting
  • friends
  • and
  • family
  • over,
  • would
  • not
  • be
  • prudent.
  • “I
  • Love
  • you
  • too!”
  • Then
  • lowered
  • her
  • voice
  • to
  • a
  • seductive
  • whispered
  • tone,
  • “Hi
  • sexy,
  • it's
  • only
  • been
  • five
  • minutes
  • do
  • you
  • miss
  • me
  • already?”
  • Not
  • waiting
  • for
  • him
  • to
  • reply
  • she
  • continued.
  • “You
  • barely
  • left...
  • You
  • can't
  • be
  • further
  • away
  • than
  • three
  • blocks?”
  • Her
  • smile
  • was
  • almost
  • permanent
  • as
  • she
  • looked
  • over
  • in
  • the
  • mirror
  • in
  • the
  • lounge
  • room
  • where
  • she
  • stood
  • still
  • undressed,
  • brushing
  • away
  • at
  • her
  • long
  • waist—length
  • hair.
  • She'd
  • come
  • to
  • love
  • her
  • colleague.
  • More
  • than
  • she'd
  • ever
  • loved
  • her
  • husband.
  • “It's
  • not
  • long
  • now...
  • Yes,
  • we'll
  • meet
  • in
  • the
  • next
  • town
  • tomorrow
  • for
  • a
  • qui...”
  • She
  • didn't
  • feel
  • she
  • needed
  • to
  • complete
  • her
  • suggestion.
  • He'd
  • know
  • exactly
  • what
  • it
  • was
  • about.
  • “No,
  • it's
  • far
  • enough
  • away,
  • and
  • no
  • one
  • knows
  • me
  • there...”
  • Replying
  • to
  • his
  • concern.
  • “Oh
  • I
  • wish,
  • but,
  • you
  • know
  • I
  • have
  • to
  • be
  • with
  • my
  • family
  • tonight.
  • It's
  • my
  • son's
  • birthday...
  • And
  • I...
  • thanks
  • to
  • work...
  • (but
  • work
  • could
  • not
  • be
  • blamed
  • for
  • her
  • absence)
  • I
  • haven't
  • spent
  • any
  • time
  • with
  • my
  • son
  • for
  • a
  • while.”
  • The
  • call
  • ended,
  • and
  • she
  • applied
  • a
  • lighter
  • layer
  • of
  • lipstick
  • than
  • what
  • had
  • circled
  • her
  • mouth
  • until
  • two
  • hours
  • before.
  • “That's
  • better.
  • The
  • purple
  • would
  • be
  • too
  • much
  • for
  • this
  • evening.”
  • Her
  • conversation
  • with
  • herself
  • in
  • the
  • mirror
  • carried
  • on
  • while
  • she
  • looked
  • over
  • her
  • shoulder
  • to
  • spy
  • where
  • he'd
  • left
  • her
  • clothes.
  • She
  • noticed
  • how
  • it
  • was
  • trailing
  • towards
  • the
  • bedroom,
  • right
  • from
  • the
  • front
  • door,
  • with
  • short
  • spaces
  • in
  • between.
  • It
  • made
  • her
  • smile
  • again,
  • and
  • she
  • blew
  • a
  • kiss
  • into
  • the
  • mirror.
  • Feeling
  • needed;
  • wanted,
  • and
  • sexy,
  • wasn't
  • a
  • feeling
  • she
  • had
  • been
  • accustomed
  • to.
  • Not
  • until
  • recently
  • that was.
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