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When Travis awakens to discover his husband Ben has died in his sleep, he enters into a tragic state of mourning and despair. Despite efforts from his sister-in-law Jackie to pull him out of his funk, all seems lost to Travis. Without the man he loves, his world is a bleak and hopeless place. However, there are strange occurrences at hand - inexplicable happenings around the house that have him wondering if he is losing his mind or if he is being haunted by the ghost of his one true love. This short, beautiful story was originally published in 2006 and enjoyed by audiences around the globe. It is a story of love, loss, and what happens next that can now bring hope and warmth to a new generation of readers, just as the author originally intended.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
Slow Dancing
with the
One I Love
by
J. L. Foster
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Slow Dancing with the One I Love
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Copyright © 2006, 2020 by J. L. Foster
An Independent Authors Collective Release
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Travis sat on the edge of his bed, mourning the death of his partner, whose body still lay beside him. Ben was under the covers. His eyes were shut, as if he was sleeping. Travis knew that he wasn’t sleeping. He had spent what seemed like an eternity trying to wake him. He had shaken him, cried out his name, and then he had simply cried. Ben would never wake up again.
After a few cups of coffee and more than a handful of cigarettes, he made his way to the telephone. His fingers did not want to press the digits, but somehow he managed to call for help.
“I can’t wake him up,” he whispered to the operator. “He won’t wake up…”
Paramedics and a coroner arrived within fifteen minutes. An autopsy was ordered, and Travis was told he would know the cause of death in a few days. Until then, he could start notifying people of Ben’s passing and begin the funeral proceedings.
It was two days later when he learned the results. Ben’s heart had simply given out. He had died peacefully, most probably without even a splinter of pain.
Overwhelmed with a bit of happiness, Travis cried from the news. Yet, he realized that even though Ben had died painlessly, all of the pain had been left for him. The person that he loved more than anyone else in the world had died and left him alone and he did not know how he would continue on.
He would never again hear the sweet laughter of his love as they enjoyed popcorn and a comedy on late-night television. He would never again feel the warm touch of Ben’s hand or his welcoming lips. They could never cry together, dream together, or love together again.
Travis wondered if he would ever love anyone else again.
