The Nick Of Time (and other abrasions)
A Heart Full Of Dust
by
Al Bruno III
(Twenty Five)
The screen read DIAGNOSTIC IN PROGRESS but the image was beginning to flicker. Storms of data flashed across the screen, each lasting longer than the last until they had erased the message from the cracked glass. Moments later Lily's face resolved itself out of the storm and she slumped against the tree she'd been leaned against.
She'd never tried to come back like that before, it had been exhausting. Even now she wondered why she'd even bothered, he'd betrayed her. She'd outlived her usefulness and he'd turned her off like an unwanted toy. If she had been alive she would have raged and wept. Lily wiped the grime from her monitor. Those memories, the memories of the original Lily had made a fool of her again. She had trusted him, even loved him and what had it gotten her?
A dead mother and a cracked monitor that's what.
The redness of the sky deepened. Lily looked to the east, the sun should have risen by now but there was nothing on the horizon but darkness. She mused that maybe it knew something she didn't.
“I love you Lily.” his voice echoed through her stored memory, taunting her. He had seemed so sincere, the way he'd held her and tried to protect her. The whole amnesia thing was probably just another one of his lies!
She straightened up. Of course she had to wonder why he had done it and his admission before hand. Was it simply the result of a guilty conscience? Was he trying to make her hate him? Was he trying to get rid of her?
Lily paused in mid-step. That was it. Of course!
He was trying to get rid of her.
“Oh no.” her voice caught in her throat as it all became clear to her. He had done it all on purpose! He left her behind to protect her!
He really does love me! She thought as she started after him. If her eyes had been real they would have been brimming with tears.
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