{"id":1879,"date":"2012-02-26T17:20:47","date_gmt":"2012-02-26T23:20:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/?p=1879"},"modified":"2012-02-26T17:18:39","modified_gmt":"2012-02-26T23:18:39","slug":"1879","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/?p=1879","title":{"rendered":"Sample Sunday – It Never Lasts Forever"},"content":{"rendered":"

It Never Lasts Forever<\/em><\/strong>
© Jodi Lee 2012<\/em>
From Into a Long Ago Future<\/em><\/strong><\/center><\/p>\n

It was a night much like this one when I broke into the abandoned house over on Main Street\u2014you know the one, don\u2019t you\u2014and met Old Lady Parker. At first, I thought she was a dusty old cobweb. All I could see of her was the top of her head, so I pushed it out of the way. I knew right away something was wrong, I mean, cobwebs aren\u2019t heavy and they don\u2019t clunk when they hit a wall.<\/p>\n

She turned around, making this horrible groaning sound. Then she kinda sighed, and that<\/em> sounded like a knife running over sand paper. I was trying to back out of the window, barely keeping my heart in my chest. I dropped my bag, and I guess the hammer must have landed on her foot because she squealed. <\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t stop to grab my stuff, I didn\u2019t turn around to see if she\u2019d come out of the house either\u2014I just scrambled out of there and beat it. My heart didn\u2019t stop racing for maybe an hour afterwards. Seriously, man, it was starting to hurt<\/em>, it was beating so fast. Once it started to slow down though, I started getting mad. What the hell was that old woman doing down there, anyway? Think about it. The house wasn\u2019t hers, had never been hers. She didn\u2019t belong there any more than I did.<\/p>\n

Stupid old bat. So, you know what? <\/p>\n

Yeah\u2026 you\u2019re right. I went back. I walked straight across the yard, up the stairs, and kicked\u2014yes, kicked<\/em>\u2014the door in. I was going to show her who was boss. I was going to tell her off for being there, for blowing my break-in, for scaring the shorts off me. I barged into that house raring for a fight and I didn\u2019t care if she was 80 years older than Adam, I was gonna get that fight.<\/p>\n

You know what happened next, don\u2019t you? You figured it out yet?<\/p>\n

Well, I\u2019ll tell you.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>She wasn\u2019t on the main floor. She was still down in the basement, still under the window where I\u2019d first come across her. Old Lady Parker was leaning against the wall, still looking up at the window. I went up to her, grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. Man, all my tough words died in my throat, right then. <\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t just the feel of her skin, that was all papery and dry and kinda crackled under my fingers. It was the whole package. Her hair was<\/em> cobwebs. There was hair under \u2019em but they were there. It was her face<\/em>, man, her face was like\u2026 gone<\/em>. I didn\u2019t think I\u2019d pushed her that hard. And her eyes. Dude, if you think I\u2019ve got creepy eyes, you shoulda seen hers. They looked like a frog\u2019s eyes. But all tiny and sunk into the sockets.<\/p>\n

That old bat, she smiled when she saw how freaked I was. She took my hand from her shoulder, and patted it. You know, like a grandma would? Then she laughed. You ain\u2019t never heard something like that, man, or your hair would be the same color as mine.<\/p>\n

I tried to pull my hand back, but she wouldn\u2019t let go. Kinda like I\u2019m holding yours, now. I can see you\u2019re a bit freaked out yourself. Don\u2019t worry\u2026 I\u2019m almost done.<\/p>\n

I had to close my eyes, because I couldn\u2019t look at her anymore. I grabbed at her with my other hand, but it was like she wasn\u2019t there at all. I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Well, not nothing<\/em>, it sounded like a knife on sandpaper. <\/p>\n

When I opened my eyes, Old Lady Parker was gone. <\/p>\n

You know it\u2019s wrong to break into houses, don\u2019t you? Well, I learned my lesson, just as you\u2019re learning yours now. This\u2019ll just take a minute, man, then I\u2019ll get out of here and you can\u2026 well, you\u2019ll just stay here. I\u2019d like to say I\u2019m sorry, really I would. But, I\u2019m not.<\/p>\n

You\u2019ll be okay. Someone will come along, eventually.<\/p>\n

It never lasts forever.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It Never Lasts Forever© Jodi Lee 2012From Into a Long Ago Future
\nIt was a night much like this one when I broke into the abandoned house over on Main Street\u2014you know the one, don\u2019t you\u2014and met Old Lady Parker. At first, I thought she was a dusty old cobweb. All I could see of her was the top of her head, so I pushed it out of the way. I knew right away something was wrong, I mean, cobwebs aren\u2019t heavy and they don\u2019t clunk when they hit a wall.
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