Up and Away
“Tom!
Thomas! where are you?”
Charles
tried to push the fear erupting in his stomach down again, but all his
instincts told him it had happened at last. He’d been living in fear of it for
most of their thirty years together and if he was right, his worst nightmare
had just come to pass.
Charles
wanted to blame Tom but couldn’t. Tom had been honest with him from the moment
they’d met. Initially he’d only alluded to being different, but once they’d
settled into a relationship, Tom had told the full story. Charles’ cheeks still
burned red with shame when he thought back to how he’d reacted to Tom’s tale.
“You’re
joking right? What am I missing? Do you celebrate April Fool’s Day in the
middle of July?”
The
pain he’d recognised in Tom’s features when he said those words was an image
he’d never managed to erase from his memory. Charles had spent the next three
decades trying never to hurt Tom like that again and he liked to think he’d
succeeded. He’d convinced himself that after all this time the danger had
passed, that with Tom being as happy to spend his life with Charles as he was,
the danger no longer existed. Love conquers all. Isn’t that what everybody
always said? After thirty years together, Charles had come to believe the truth
in that cliché. Love had indeed overcome the danger.
Except
now Tom was gone. Charles had looked everywhere and hadn’t been able to find a
trace of the man he loved. The fact that he hadn’t come across a note either
was what really worried him. Of course Tom had been away without Charles
before. No matter how much they loved each other, it hadn’t been possible to
spend that much time together without ever being in different places. They hadn’t
been joined at the hip or anything. But Charles had always known where Tom was
and when to expect him back. Now he knew neither.
Charles
opened the front door to search outside again while pressing Tom’s name on the
screen of his phone with the thumb of his other hand. Before he could raise the
phone to his ear he heard Tom’s ringtone. Confused Charles looked around,
trying to locate the source of the sound. The grounds surrounding their house
were empty. Charles could see for miles and nothing within his range of vision
resembled the shape of the man he needed to feel in his arms.
As
Charles looked up at the sky, knowing what he would see before he saw it, Tom’s
words from all those years ago came back to him.
“It’s
a curse, Charles. They say every man dreams of being able to fly. All the first
born males in my family can. But when we do, we change. We gain the freedom to
go where we want, but we lose our ability to love and belong with the human
race.”
The
sky above Charles’ head filled with a swarm of birds as they welcomed their long
lost brother.
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:) Nice!
ReplyDeleteThe day birds have cellphones I'm flinging myself into the sun. Cool take on a weird picture. <3
ReplyDeleteThank you! I'm not entirely sure where all that darkness came from.
DeleteSo sad, but I love it.
ReplyDeleteIt is sad, isn't it. And that's not my usual form at all. If I'm not careful I'll be writing angst next :)
DeleteAnother beauty
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