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- Herausgeber: James Parducci
- Sprache: Englisch
A simple meal at home explodes into absolute terror when the truth of our primordial selves is revealed.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023
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Resonance
James Parducci
Copyright
Copyright © 2011 (1st Print), 2023 (1st Digital) by James Parducci
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Contents
1.
Resonance
Afterword
About Author
Also by James Parducci
Resonance
Jonathan stared at the pork bone, empty of its meat and bare gristle lingering. He couldn’t get at all of it though he tried his best. His wife Karen watched him for a moment but turned away during his final struggle with the bone, wishing to evade his lack of grace. She attended to her magazine which she always read after dinner and successfully ignored him until he stopped chewing and started staring into the bone, devoid of its meat but containing some other unseen wonder reflected in his gaze.
“Jonathan, are you alright?”
“Huh? Oh . . . yeah, yeah . . . I’m fine.”
“Are you done?”
He was staring into the bone again and to Karenit was starting to seem a little strange.
“Let me take that for you.”
She reached to take his plate and the bone from his hand. Jonathan let the plate be removed but at this reaching for the bone one of his hands lunged out and pushed Karen’s away rudely, striking at her like an animal.
“Jonathan!”
“Mine!” he grunted out.
“Jonathan, what the hell is the matter with you?”
“I . . . I just was remembering something and when you interrupted I guess I got angry. I’m sorry. That’s not like me. You know that.”
“All I know is that if you ever pull that again you’re going to have plenty of time without me around to ever bother you.”
“Karen, listen, I really am sorry but this bone. . . I saw something. It was a memory, like it was my own, only it wasn’t my own.”
“You are so strange today. Okay, whose memory then?”
“No one living, no one living for over a million years maybe . . . you see, the memory I had was by a fire within a grouping of rocks and there were sounds outside. Outside because I was in some kind of enclosure, a cavern maybe. Those sounds were terrible, Karen. I don’t think I lashed out at you. Those sounds startled me.”
“John, you’re scaring me.”
“It was a terrifying time.”
He held the bone before his eyes and considered it.
