It's all in the words.

Lost Angel’s Ease’.

Kerri was beside herself when the invitation arrived. She’d won it some how, she’d no idea how, but why toss away a chance of a lifetime. She was invited to visit Los Angeles, all paperwork taken care of, the trip covered from her nearest airport. The only thing she needed to do was pack.

What to take, though? She really had no idea. Not that she had that extensive a wardrobe to select from. T Shirts, sweaters, shorts and jeans. A couple of pairs of sneakers....and shades, she mustn’t forget those. Make-up, toiletries, everything packed in to one bag and she was all ready to go.

They certainly wanted her to travel in style. Kerri had her own special seat on the plane, and on landing, there was a large limousine waiting. The windows were so darkly tinted she could not see through them, but why worry, this was sure to be some really special break.

The car pulled up, the driver walked around and opened the door for her. Before she had a chance to say ‘thank you’ the car had disappeared in to the distance. There had to be some mistake. This was no city she was standing in, but an open expanse of sand. Not a building was to be seen in front of her but, when she turned, what she saw stunned her.

Rock, thick and high, making a gate-way. On either side stood an angel; giant, white and both identical. Their wing tips touched high up in the sky forming a tunnel of sorts. Kerri stepped forward, trying to see through to the other side. Nothing! No people, no buildings, no bustling city streets.

She took out the letter she had received, and had kept carefully folded in her bag and read it again. She had thought it was a mistake, an error, a name perhaps typed by someone foreign. What she had read as Los Angeles actually said ‘Lost Angel’s Ease.’ Clearly it was her mistake not the writer’s.

So what should she do? Kerri looked around her, at the empty expanse of nothing. It seemed that she had no choice but to walk through the gates and try to find out, not only where and what it was, but why she had been brought there.

Pulling her bag up firmly on to her shoulder, taking one last look behind herself, Kerri stepped forward and walked through those gates.

Submitted: March 11, 2018

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B Douglas Slack

A great story, Hully. A wonderful twist at the end. Apparently, she's on a neverending journey.


Sun, March 11th, 2018 7:53pm


I wanted to leave the nature of her journey to the reader, Bill! I bet we'd come up with some different ideas.
Thanks for reading and taking the time to comment.

Sun, March 11th, 2018 12:56pm

Mike S.

Ah, the mysterious trip--excellent, Hull!

Sun, March 11th, 2018 8:28pm


Thanks, Mike.....but this one is totally up to individual interpretation. On my part I was just playing with words.

Sun, March 11th, 2018 1:31pm

Sue Harris

Excellent, Hully. Loved the mistake... the play on words, finding herself in the middle of no-where before venturing into who knows? Maybe she had died and passed through the pearly gates! Another great read.

Sun, March 11th, 2018 9:10pm


That's for the reader to decide, Sue. I wanted this one to be totally open-ended. Thanks so much for reading.

Sun, March 11th, 2018 2:14pm


I always enjoy a brilliant cliffhanger. Excellent story, Hully

Mon, March 12th, 2018 8:39am


Thanks jaylisbeth. It was a combination of the picture and a play on words that inspired it. I wanted to leave it so readers could take the story where they wanted once she went through those gates.

Mon, March 12th, 2018 1:47am

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