Passion in the Sky (10 page)

“Val, it’s Thomas.” He paused and sighed into the phone. “I’ve been thinking and I’ve decided I want to date other women. I hate to do this to you, but I met someone else and I really like her. I think you’re a great person, Val, and I hope you don’t hate me. Good luck.”

The sound of his cold and heartless voice made it clear he had no sympathy for her feelings. He’d made up his mind about what he wanted, had ditched her, and had already moved on.
Wow.

She tilted her head back and stared up at the ceiling.
Why me? Why now?
What had she done to deserve all this misery? Although she wasn’t much of a churchgoer, she still believed in God. Was this his way of testing her?
Why?

She lowered her head. No job. No home. No boyfriend. Was there anything else she could lose before the day ended? She still had her health. Maybe she shouldn’t question any more in case it was the next item on the list.

Tears built in her eyes and her stomach tightened. She fought the urge to cry and throw up by thinking about Thomas. Kicking him in his balls would help comfort her.

What a lousy day this has been.
Everywhere she went, trouble showed its ugly face. But there was one place where beauty thrived and the world was peaceful. She picked up her keys and purse from the counter. The drive to the beach would take half an hour. She could sit, watch the waves, and enjoy the sunset. It would be a perfect end to a shitty day.

She hurried from her apartment to her car. Within minutes, she was back on the interstate. The entire time she drove, she created a hefty list of items to do on Saturday.
Need to touch up résumé, clean laundry, clean the apartment, make a grocery list of the bare necessities, search for a new place to live, and create back-up plans in the event I can’t find a job or a home in thirty days
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By the time she’d parked at one of the lots at the beach, a light headache had emerged. She’d never faced so many challenges at once, and frankly, she was frightened. After tucking her purse under the seat, she exited the car, locked the doors, then shoved her keys into her pocket.

The crashing of waves soothed her ears while fresh ocean air filled her lungs. Day or night, she’d always found tranquillity at the beach. Even with all her worries, she still found that sense of calmness. She walked near the water, inches from where it had rolled up on the sand. A jogger headed towards her, and not another soul was in sight. Most people were probably having dinner.

She’d walked well over a mile from where she’d parked before she sat to watch the sun setting. Seagulls squealed and the ocean lapped on the shore. In the sky, magic transformed. Beautiful shades of pink, blue, purple, and peach appeared. Her life was in the crapper, but, for the moment, she had a gorgeous sunset to reflect upon.

The clang of glass knocking against a hard surface stole her attention from the beauty in the sky. She scanned the area, searching for the source of the noise. The water receded and revealed a dark green beer bottle. Typical. Someone had left their garbage on the beach even though the city had placed plenty of trash cans near the parking lots. Since she believed in keeping Mother Earth clean, Val rose and headed for the bottle.

She waited for another wave to roll away before stepping on the wet sand and claiming the glass. As she walked to the dryer part of the shoreline, she inspected the beer container. Oddly, it had a cork wedged in the neck. The bottle felt light, and strange markings etched in the dark glass made her wonder where it had come from and whether it had contained any liquor. Curious to know if something was in the bottle, she gripped the round edge of the cork and tugged.

Following a loud pop, a whoosh of air tossed her hair in front of her face and blocked her vision. A gust of wind knocked her off her feet. She fell backwards, throwing the beer bottle in the air and flinging her arms to keep balanced, which didn’t work. Anyone walking by would’ve undoubtedly thought she was drunk. Her butt smacked on the sand then the rest of her upper body continued on a backward descent. A bright light flashed and she gasped, then her head landed on something soft. She blinked to clear her vision. When she could see again, she found a gorgeous hunk standing over her. He had blue eyes, blondish-brown hair, and the most beautiful lips she’d ever seen on a guy. He gave her a kind smile.

Her heart fluttered as one thought surfaced in her mind.
I’ve died and gone to heaven.

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Diane lives Indiana. She is a lifetime lover of the paranormal, sci-fi, and fantasy. Her mind constantly wanders into other worlds full of dark and mysterious creatures.

Vampires, werewolves, demons, and other supernatural creatures are her friends. A few bite, others tempt, and some are hot as hell. To escape her day job, she puts her thoughts into words and brings those fantastical worlds and creatures to life.

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