WEEK 26: Maybe

Prompted by: Princess Jane


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“I love you, Tom.”

I can’t say it back.

Not because I don’t love her. Not because it isn’t true. But because…

It’s too damn true. I love her too much. Far too much.

It’s overwhelming.

WEEK 24: You did what with the what?

Prompted by: Bree Verity

“You dream of such awful things, Tom.”

I don’t know why I said it. I shouldn’t have. I didn’t mean to.

We don’t talk about these things.

“Yeah, I do,” he murmurs huskily, his hand closing over mine. “But I also dream of you.”

He’s not supposed to reply. This isn’t how we work.

We never talk about these things.

WEEK 23: They say you don’t dream in cryosleep

Prompted by: Matt

I know she’s watching me.

Rolling the gel liner onto my right leg – what’s left of it anyway – followed by a wool sock, I slide the prosthetic limb over top. It takes a bit of wrestling before the damn thing finally cooperates and I feel it click into place.

“What’s wrong?”

She always watches me.


“You’re such a liar.”

Apparently, she can read my mind too.

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WEEK 22: Thunder rolls in the distance

Prompted by: Ben Mariner

As thunder rolls in the distance…

My heart aches.

I can’t imagine the demons haunting his dreams. I can’t even fathom the horror he must be reliving. The only thing I know is that he’s still battling something. And it’s tearing him apart.

It tears me apart too.

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WEEK 19: If that’s the case…

Prompted by: Laura Larios


God help me…

“I’ve missed you.”

It’s been over ten goddamn years and that’s the first thing she says to me? I’ve missed you? Really??

“Tom,” my name rolls off her tongue again.

As if it’s the most natural thing in the world. As if it belongs there and nowhere else.

Dear God, please help me…

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