Drug Induced Hallucinations
Friday, November 14th, 2008“You guys can go ahead without me. I think I’m going to stay around here,” said Miles Crandle.
“Are you sure? We’re planning on having a lot of fun, Miles. We’re going to the zoo and then heading downtown to go window shopping,” said Julie Graylin.
“Yeah. Like I want to shop with a bunch of women,” he said with a grin.
Julie playfully slapped him on his shoulder. “Well, I guess I’ll see you later. Take care of yourself and promise me you won’t go looking through old photos again.”
“You know I can’t promise that, Julie. Sometimes they make me feel better.”
“But she’s gone, Miles. And every time you look at those photos, I can see the pain in your face,” she said with a worried look on her face.
“I know she’s gone. But I will do my best not to look. Ok?”
“Ok.” Julie lightly kissed Miles on the cheek and walked out the front door. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“Sure. Coffee in the afternoon at Gerald’s again?”
“Yeah. I’ll see you there.”
Miles closed the door behind Julie as she waved and walked away. He stood in the entry to his three-bedroom house as a tiny tear trickled down his cheek. He remained there for a few minutes, lost deep in thought. After a while, he wiped the tear from his face, and headed to his bedroom, the one that used to be their bedroom. He sat on the blue-flowered bed and reached under it searching for a familiar touch. The album slid easily out from under the bed and he placed it on his lap. Miles Crandle gently touched the white leather cover of the album. His fingers traced over the words “Our Wedding Day” that were embossed in a golden hue. (more…)
