Last Call  

heavenly_body39 61F
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4/6/2006 5:35 pm

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5/22/2006 7:49 am

Last Call

I sent up a test balloon today; made a phone call to discuss a side issue. His voice when he first answered sounded pissy, annoyed, short. It is the same voice I used to hear him use with his wife. Again, a stab to the heart.

It will be the last time I call that number.

Nov 19, 2005 11:24 am
Mood: sad, 579 views
The tethered falcon slipped her hood and ankle restraints, looking back at her master as she took full measure of his pain last night along a foggy stretch of I-5 between Tacoma and Seattle.

Sharp-eyed yet reluctant to take the leap off his arm, she waited as was her wont for his signal, his command. In one long agonizingly painful moment she realized he had turned away because her weight on his arm was too great, her fetters had slipped, she was free to go. His heart was not into it and his hand signals had become confusing to read while she, in her sadness and confusion felt left behind. Her truth had been painfully revealed and it was too much for them both.

With one tentative leap today she takes flight, arcing into that great unknown void bereft of all the juiciness, thrills and adventures she knew with him; his friendship when she needed his fire to reinforce her backbone, his sensible, solid advice. While her heart shudders in fear, her spirit looks to the universe beyond, as slowly, her wings, stiff from 12 months of rest, begin their cadence.

I will love and miss him for a long, long time.

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