Sundays

Together
Let’s grow old together…
Here with a short story from the Canadian writer Val B Russel.
                                     Waves
They rose extra early to get a head start on the weekend traffic. They had made this easter trek, just the two of them, every year since 1976 to celebrate the first day they met. He'd been out with some buddies tearing up and down the coast in a souped up jalopy, looking for trouble and  excitement. She'd been staying with a friend, helping her nurse a broken heart. Soon their lives would be altered forever.
The surf was particularly rough that day, the swift waves kissing the
dock in front of her friend's beach house. She had always been bewitched by the rhythmic violence of the sea and after feeling electrified by the sound she ignored the warnings to keep off the beach. When she got outside the thunder clouds were rolling their brutal gray mass across the sky. Everything was vibrant and alive, tempting her to explore the dangerous  beauty of the water. At first she was able to run away when the waves teased her legs with a heavy watery claw, but when she decided to make her way back to the house after one last dance with her salt water partner,  she was slammed down onto the rocks. She struggled to get to her feet but
her ankle was twisted and clearly broken.

He'd seen her from the road, the menacing waves pulling her toward a  salt water grave. If no one ran to grab her back she would be taken for sure. He yelled for his friends and pointed before taking off down the rocks, reaching her at the same moment a bolt of lightning struck the dock nearby. The rain felt pounded on them as he carried her up to the house. They were both shivering from the cold of the water and fear. Her ankle was indeed broken and although though he didn't even know her name he followed the ambulance to the hospital to make sure she was okay. When
they released her three hours later with a cast and some crutches he
treated her to coffee and they fell in love.

This Easter they didn't come alone, they brought along an unwelcome
companion who had entered their lives recently; the brain tumor that would kill him in a year. The doctors had said words like "inoperable" and  "malignant," suggesting he should get his affairs in order and perhaps try  some new experimental drugs that were showing promise. Instead, they had  sold their house and bought an old bungalow not far from the spot where he
had saved her life thirty five years before. It was the same spot where he'd kissed her for the first time and also where he'd proposed. It would be the same spot where she would throw his ashes exactly one year later, unable to save him from the wave of cancer that would sweep him away to his own salt water grave.
THE END
by valbrussel

15 comments:

Miamor said...

...so beautiful!!...and a very, very romantic thing to say to your beloved...have a nice sunday...climbing the mountains for three hours today..foggy and rainy, but oh..so nice...

Sinbad and I on the Loose said...

I bet that couple would have liked a copy of that image. Did you talk with them?

Adrian LaRoque said...

No Sinbad I never had an opportunity.

Nair Morbeck Sobrinha said...

Olá visitando e seguindo esse belo blog e te convido a uma xícara de café no meu novo cantinho..será uma alegria vê-lo por lá para enriquecer meu infinito nada particular..

Shalom

http://naimorbeck.blogspot.com/

Vilisi@islandmusings said...

Beautiful.

Val said...

Very lovely and probably a dream for many people in love. You do find some very interesting people to photograph and your perception of what you see is very focused and accurate. I wonder what they are looking at and what they are thinking about. Perhaps I'll write a story about it. :)

fiqro said...

Very touching

Vivian said...

So sweet! Shame not more people can live out this dream "together".
Beautiful, touching photo!

Scott said...

This is a great image. I took a moment to look back through several of you recent images and really enjoyed viewing them. I also really like your header or banner image. Nice work.

T. Becque said...

Sweet, I like the force of the water in front of them too.

Ari said...

Emotions do not expire.
Stunning Photo

Analuka said...

Hello! Thank you for the visit. I love painting, and also love photografy. Have a blue day!

Remus said...

Acho que é um bom convite.
:-)

Mamuchi said...

un buen momento me gusta mucho cuando los protagonistas son parejas saluditos!!!

Tanya Reimer said...

Brought tears to my eyes.