Chapter 2: Theme: One
Week To Live
Gizmo jolted up with ragged breaths. The dream he had was
horrible. It left him with aches and shivers. He could feel his heart
constricting. He laid there, just breathing for the longest time, blinking
every so often hoping that the dream would fade into a blurry shadow. But it
didn’t. It stuck with him. Haunting him even as he sat down hours later for
breakfast.
“What’s the matter?” his brother asked. His brown eyes
watching his younger brother stare soullessly into his captain crunch. When
several minutes passed by without a response, he opened his mouth again.
“It’s not fair.” Gizmo muttered.
“What’s not fair?” Rockeo tilted his head. “You haven’t even
added the milk yet.”
Gizmo shook his head. He looked up at the young adult. “Not
that.” He tapped his head with two of his fingers. “I had another one.”
“A vision?” Rockeo’s half-joking tone turned solemn. “What
happens?”
Gizmo stared back into his bowl of captain crunch. “There is
nothing I can do to change it. But I still feel horrible about it. I want to
tell her, but telling her will do nothing.”
“Hold up a minute.” Rockeo placed his hand on the teen’s
shoulder. “Who’s she and what happens?”
Gizmo licked his dry lips as he reeled his thoughts back in
order. “Lemon. She’s going to die.”
Rockeo slumped back into his seat. He had met Lemon before.
The girl was in the same class as Gizmo. She was such a sweet girl. It seemed
like everyone was her friend. “When is she supposed to go?”
“In a week.” Gizmo scooped up some cereal in his spoon. He stared
at it for a long moment before tipping the spoon so the cereal fell back into
the bowl.
Rockeo nodded. “And there’s no way to stop it from
happening?”
“None.” Gizmo shook his head. “It is not wise to mess with
faith.”
“Then the only thing we can do is try to make sure she has a
great last week with the living then.” Rockeo sighed as he watched a butterfly
land on a flower in the windowsill garden.
Gizmo’s eyes lit up. “That’s it!” He snatched the jug of
milk and poured a healthy amount into his bowl. “I’ll make sure she has the
best week ever!” he proudly stated as he began shoveling captain crunch into
his mouth.
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Krissie: This is an excerpt from a book I'm working on. Hope you guys enjoy it.
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