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September 19, 2018

Fiction: Book Haven

This week's Words for Wednesday words are: perfume, blanket, blue, market, voltage, feline and/or exotic, throttle, oven, comprehend, toss and trespass.

Fiction: Book Haven

Today is the day she is going to die. That is what the fortuneteller had told Juliet two weeks ago. The fortuneteller was so certain that she had bet her own life on it. But when Juliet gazed into the old woman's face, she could not deny there is some truth in it. She have been ill for a long while now. There have been periods of reprieve but none that lasted long. Juliet have accepted the truth but today, her heart races at the thought. Whether she lives or dies, it should not matter, she will go on until she cannot.

After a small breakfast of toast and tea, Juliet starts to tidy up. She is certainly not going to leave behind a messy house. As she moves from room to room, she feels a lightness unlike before. There have always been a heaviness like an anvil all over her and it had been hard to move but today, it isn't there. She laughs as she takes a peek outside the hallway windows — light rain drips down in diamonds. A cool wind snakes in through the small cracks of the windows that she have a habit of keeping it slightly opened on rainy days. She have always believed the rain needs more places to go.

Her books! She must organize her books. She wanders down the stairs toward the livingroom where her books reside in the corner next to the couch. She can hear the thunder clapping outside but it doesn't frighten her. She feels cheerful and yet, there is a part of her that lingers on her melancholy side but she dismisses the thought.

As she rearranges her small collection of seventeen old and worn books that she had inherited from her family, she is reminded of when she was a child. She had dreamed of owning her own private library and had wished for books every birthday but her family was too poor. Now to her, these books have always been her haven, her escape from the every day, her escape from her illness. She would not trade them for a thousand new ones.

After she cleans the oven and mops the floors, she decides she deserves a break. She picks up an old black hardcover from her collection and sits down on the couch in the corner. Still the rain pounds down outside but she only gives the windows a few glances as raindrops spatter between the small cracks onto the hardwood floor. She flips the first few pages and starts to read.

When she opens her eyes, she realizes she must have fallen asleep. Bright sunlight fills the entire room. A cool breeze drifts in from the windows. She pokes her arm out from under the blue blanket which she doesn't remember bringing it down from her bedroom. She rubs at her eyes. What she sees amazes her - the entire room is filled with books, shelves and shelves of books. Everywhere she turns, are more books. She must have died, she thought. But as she walks around the room, picks up every third book, runs her hand over the covers, her own existent is very clear to her. The fortuneteller must have been wrong. And if not... She tosses the thought aside when a book with a gold cover catches her attention. She removes it off the shelf and takes it toward the couch in the corner and starts to read.

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11 comments:

  1. What an intriguing take on the prompts. I would love to read more of Juliet's story.

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    1. I actually didn't have a name for her, Juliet just came to me.

      thanks for your visit, have a lovely day.

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    1. I just posted my entry in the comments at http://mutedmumblings.blogspot.com/2018/09/words-for-wednesday_19.html

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    2. I read it, it was good.

      thanks for your visit, have a lovely day.

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    1. thanks and thanks for the words.

      thanks for your visit, have a lovely day.

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  4. What an interesting story! I think Juliet did die and her Book Haven is her book heaven. Dropped in via Delores.

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    1. any place with books is heaven.

      thanks for your visit, have a lovely day.

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    1. thank you & thanks for your visit, have a lovely day.

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