The Morning After

I am doubling up this week. Woo Hoo!

buttonWrite at the Merge, Week 11 gave two photos this week to reflect upon:

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Picture11-1Trifecta gave the third definition of the word time:

TIME (noun)


3a : an appointed, fixed, or customary moment or hour for something to happen, begin, or end <arrived ahead of time>
b : an opportune or suitable moment <decided it was time to retire> —often used in the phrase about time <about time for a change>

I revisited the characters from my previous entry, the morning after…

The gate agent is speaking clearly, but she’s finding it hard to comprehend. The flight is about to board in 20 minutes, but Moriah is not here. She checked out earlier that morning from the hotel. She was gone by the time Rachel had woken up from a deep and heavy slumber.

The gate agent says, “Ma’am we have you on this next flight out, which will be departing soon. I do not know if your friend was able to get on an earlier flight. Again, we apologize for any inconvenience the snowstorm has caused.” Rachel is the inconvenience. Moriah had done her a favor by getting her this job, would she still have it when she returned home?

This morning she felt like a Phoenix. The snow had stopped and the sun was breaking through outside. It was rising like a flame out of the ashes and she was rising with it. She phoned Moriah and it went straight to voice mail, she knocked at her door and there was no answer. The front desk informed her she had checked-out earlier that morning. She called her again, again it went to voicemail. Where had she gone without a word? Outside the sun had taken its place in the sky. She had gone up in a bubble. A bubble that rose too high and popped.

She was playing with me.

Moriah gets bored.

She likes to keep it fun.

I’m afraid to play.

Someone would get hurt.

I might get hurt.

I am not perfect.

I am not complete.

It never happened.

It wasn’t real.

Rachel became convinced it had all been a dream. Dreams seemed to occupy more of her time then reality. She needed to stop that. She had a husband and child at home who needed her. The gate agent called her row number and she moved toward the gate. It was time to go home.

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8 thoughts on “The Morning After

  1. Huh… Having not read the whole piece, I am not entirely sure what is going on here… but I like it!

    This bit here was difficult to follow: “Rachel is the inconvenience. Moriah had done her a favor by getting her this job, would she still have it when she returned home? This morning she felt like a Phoenix.”

    First: which “she” is “she” referring to?

    I read it as: “Rachel is the inconvenience. Moriah had done her a favor by getting her this job, would [Moriah] she still have it when [Moriah] she returned home? This morning [Moriah] she felt like a Phoenix.”

    Its clear from subsequent paragraphs that everything refers to Rachel.

    Which leads me to the more important bit: “Rachel is the inconvenience.” This breaks the first person narration, I think because Rachel is referring to herself in the third person? I

    Regardless, it was still a very nice read!!

    barbara @ de rebus
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  2. I think you capture the ambiguity people feel when they do something they’re not sure they understand themselves, especially the way time forces us to hurry on from our decisions without time to think.

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