Lost Time – Chapter 14
When they arrived home, Joyce was so glad to see that they kept the same house. She couldn’t imagine selling it, thinking of all the memories embedded inside it. Hope filled her heart that her…
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When they arrived home, Joyce was so glad to see that they kept the same house. She couldn’t imagine selling it, thinking of all the memories embedded inside it. Hope filled her heart that her…
They came rushing into her room. First Michael, then Gabriel Jr. and Christelle trying to beat each other through the door; then Geanna and Carmel rushed through the door at the same time; Gabriel followed…
“Hello Joyce! Do you recognize me?” asked the doctor, rushing to her side. “No,” Joyce hesitated, afraid to give the wrong answer. “Good, good. You are not supposed to know me at all. Actually, the…
Early one morning, in the first week of March, Gabriel woke up startled. He was actually hearing his wife singing a lullaby song in her native language – a song he had heard many times…
Soon afterward, Joyce found a job. She began working outside the home, and Gabriel stayed at home with the children. He just loved it, seeing the children all day long; doing projects with the older…
Another week passed; everything was still the same… Joyce was still lying motionless, except for occasional tears or smiles. Gabriel was still there with her, in spite of the doctors insisting that he rest, take…
Seconds, minutes, hours, days or maybe weeks later – Joyce had no idea how much time had passed when violin music reached her and brought her back from far away. I know this piece. It…
For someone who is waiting for his beloved to come home, every day seems like an eternity. What if it is uncertain that the beloved will ever come back? Such was Gabriel’s state. Gabriel wondered…
Weeks later Joyce’s cloud brought her back to the present. She heard a young man reading from a book: her favorite book and she wondered how this young man knew about her favorite book. But…
Many more days passed. Joyce was still unconscious, and Gabriel was still next to her praying, hoping, begging her to come back, telling her how much he loved her. Every day the nurses and the…
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