There And Gone

Grace

Dancing in the meadows
Go through the trees
Near down by the river
Don't stay there too long
Or you will be gone
...

2.34am

'What... was that?'
Grace glances at the clock at the side of her bed - it's 2.34am. 'Not again', 'maybe I should ask someone - tell them even...'. She looks back at the clock and rests down on the bed. Her body was tense and she knew it. She wanted it all to stop but it felt like it would never end. But who could she tell? Who would take her seriously? It would sound like she was 5 again, but  that would only be if she told someone...

8.15am

Grace wakes up and glances back at the clock. 8.15am... 'at least I got some decent sleep after - after what ever that thing was. She rests back onto the bed and stares at her ceiling. It so plain. So bland - kind of like how she feels after it 'happens'. She takes a second glance at the clock - it's 8.19am now... she slowly gets up and goes to the kitchen. Puts on the kettle and sits down at the oak table. She glances out the window and sees the meadow. The trees. The river. She looks back at her hands and shakes her head.

8.24am

Grace nestles into the sofa with a cup of coffee, a blanket draping over her body. She turns to get the remote and switches the TV on. She sits there and watches it. One of her favourite films were on but she isn't really watching - more like skim reading but skim watching. She hadn't touched her phone since last night and she didn't intend to until she hears a buzz. She doesn't want to get up from the cosy nest she has made for herself where she can contemplate her life and what she wants to do with it. But the buzz doesn't leave it stays persistent, a background noise to the TV and eventually she gets up and grabs the phone on the counter. 'Hello? This isn't really a good time to be calling me.' But the line was dead. What was it this person wanted then gave up on?This person that was being so persistent and then gave up as soon as she picked up?