in it’s premier issue, Vol 1, Issue 1, January 2006
A Gift for Eternity by E. J. Ruek
His mother’s eyes pleaded. She held out the keys, the faint palsy in her hand causing them to jingle. Jenna was gone, and, so far, the police had no leads. Forty-eight hours and nothing.
“Haven’t the cops gone through everything?”
“You know her. They don’t,” his mother said. “You two are alike…think alike.”
“Right,” he snapped, not meaning to, and saw her eyes glisten with the beginnings of tears. James reached out and wrapped her in his arms, her tight black curls smelling faintly of the dye she used to cover the white that had come to her early, come with their birth thirty-six years prior. He felt her shoulders shudder, but she didn’t cry, just leaned into him a long while till finally her shaking stopped.
She stood up then, supporting her own weight, her hands pushing a little. James let her go. “You’ll look, won’t you?” she asked, her voice still quavering a little.
“I‘ll look.”
“I mean you’ll try,” she whispered.
He nodded. “Yes, Mom. If there’s something, I’ll find it.”
She held out the keys again, and, this time, he took them, a small shock of static electricity sparking between them….
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