White NightA Story by Doug OrdunioThe text below is the beginning of a very unusual piece. I have not posted anything here for 8 years. Read and comment if it strikes you.Lightning split the sky
like a silver battle axe. A second later, a deafening clap of thunder jolted
her. Then the heaviest loudest most sibilant downpour in years. She peered out
the window to discover the source of all the noise. Vertical sheets of water
were so thick they obscured everything more than twenty-five feet away. She
submerged herself again in the the womb-like warmth of the bed...closed her
eyes...listened. It was like shutting off a heavenly faucet. After ten
minutes...silence. She cranked open a window.
It was 72°--a temperate night. The redolence of the first rainfall since late
January was in the air. The
nighttime sky was attractive, especially the slim bank of white clouds which
slowly crept westward over downtown L.A. fifteen miles to the south, backlit by
the full moon. It appeared to be an an indistinct white smear against the
cloudless purple. What might it look like from Long Beach? Looking north?
Possibly seeing the clouds as a backdrop to the moon. Lee
observed in silence from beneath the covers. He watched her profile as she sat
with the blankets wrapped around her waist. Light from the window illuminated
only the curve of her right breast, around which her long hair formed a dark
border. Lee thought about this woman he had been aware of as a co-worker for a
year. Unexpectedly, less than three hours ago, she showed up unannounced on his
doorstep. May
19, 1981"9:40 p.m. © 2018 Doug Ordunio |
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Added on July 2, 2018 Last Updated on July 2, 2018 AuthorDoug OrdunioTujunga, CAAboutI have been writing for a little while-- Please read and you might be entertained. Please don't send me tons of read requests. If you must send one, make sure it's your best stuff. From me, you will.. more..Writing
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