Awakening
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By Freddy MacKay
Release Date: January 21, 2013
Word Count: 6,050
Editor: Erika Orrick
A short story by Freddy MacKay.
Josiah woke up like he always did, alone in the dark. It was time to get up and face the day—whether he was ready for it or not.
Sometimes getting up is harder than you think.
Release Date: January 21, 2013
Word Count: 6,050
Editor: Erika Orrick
A short story by Freddy MacKay.
Josiah woke up like he always did, alone in the dark. It was time to get up and face the day—whether he was ready for it or not.
Sometimes getting up is harder than you think.
Excerpt
The day started in its usual way. The slow awakening, awareness filtering into Josiah's head as he and the world woke from their slumber. He rolled, stretching out his legs and arms, working his limbs in an attempt to get up and moving. The day had begun and he couldn't be left behind.
Though… maybe five more minutes snuggled under the warmth of his flannel sheets would be okay. He could eat a little faster or hop in and out of the shower a little quicker. Give himself a groom instead of a shave. He wasn't ready to be up.
Josiah reached, patting the mattress beside him, looking for a warm body to pull close and cuddle. There wasn't one.
It took a minute to register. Josiah wasn't a hundred percent up yet. After a moment though, the realization of cold sheets next to him finally sunk in. Josiah's sleep-addled brain caught up, and the sleepiness threatening to pull him under washed away. He opened his eyes and stared at the other half of his bed. A chill set in his chest.
Empty.
It was very, very empty.
Though… maybe five more minutes snuggled under the warmth of his flannel sheets would be okay. He could eat a little faster or hop in and out of the shower a little quicker. Give himself a groom instead of a shave. He wasn't ready to be up.
Josiah reached, patting the mattress beside him, looking for a warm body to pull close and cuddle. There wasn't one.
It took a minute to register. Josiah wasn't a hundred percent up yet. After a moment though, the realization of cold sheets next to him finally sunk in. Josiah's sleep-addled brain caught up, and the sleepiness threatening to pull him under washed away. He opened his eyes and stared at the other half of his bed. A chill set in his chest.
Empty.
It was very, very empty.