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Friday Fiction

#amwriting – #fridayfiction

It is after midnight when Max arrives back at the hotel and climbs into bed. She is weary but given the mix of thoughts running through her head it is impossible to find sleep. For over an hour she tosses and turns lying first on her right side and then her left, scrunching the pillow into a ball then flattening it. Nothing works. Finally she fluffs the pillow, drops her head onto it and lies on her back staring up at the ceiling.

The window is cracked open ever so slightly, a narrow slit that allows the cool night air to drift in. With it come the sounds of the street—the grumble of motorbikes, the bark of a dog, bits of conversation, footsteps. These sounds never change; even now they are as they were then.

It matters not whether her eyes are open or closed she still sees Julien with tears in his eyes. It was obvious, he remembered. But if so, then why did he not come tonight? Did she misread his intent of the café? But if not the Café du Marche, then where? Perhaps one of the small cafés on Boulevard Saint Germain? Or the dimly lit restaurant on Grenelle? They’d had good times in every one of those places, but was one more meaningful to him? Did he have a special connection to another café and she’d simply failed to see it? She has seen Julien and he has recognized her, but still there are only questions, the answers are as elusive as Julien himself.

She thinks back to the day they parted. It was with the promise that Julien would soon follow. Walking through the airport complex he’d tightened his arm around her and she’d felt the hardness of his hipbone nestled into the fleshiness of her waist. He held her close until that last moment when she’d stepped into the security clearance line. Before she moved to the line he’d pulled her body into his and she’d felt the rapid beat of his heart. Even now she can feel the warmth of his breath in her ear as he whispered his words of love.

It was a long goodbye, long and painful.

About the author

Bette Lee Crosby

USA Today Bestselling and Award-winning novelist Bette Lee Crosby's books are "Well-crafted storytelling populated by memorable characters caught up in equally memorable circumstances." - Midwest Book Review The Seattle Post Intelligencer says Crosby's writing is, "A quirky mix of Southern flair, serious thoughts about important things in life and madcap adventures." Samantha from Reader's Favorite raves, "Crosby writes the type of book you can't stop thinking about long after you put it down." "Storytelling is in my blood," Crosby laughingly admits, "My mom was not a writer, but she was a captivating storyteller, so I find myself using bits and pieces of her voice in most everything I write." It is the wit and wisdom of that Southern Mama Crosby brings to her works of fiction; the result is a delightful blend of humor, mystery and romance along with a cast of quirky charters who will steal your heart away. Her work was first recognized in 2006 when she received The National League of American Pen Women Award for a then unpublished manuscript. She has since gone on to win nineteen awards for her work; these include: TheRoyal Palm Literary Award, the FPA President's Book Award Gold Medal, Reader's Favorite Award Gold Medal, and the Reviewer's Choice Award.

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