Caught in the Creek of Time

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic


A glimpse into the perils of love.

Submitted: July 18, 2018

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The wedding went on smoothly, and so did their honeymoon. The couple now lay in their king-sized bed as the rhythm of time lulls them back into reality. Outside there is silence, befriending the ashen snow that blankets the streets. A man wearing a baseball cap oscillates to and fro on the sidewalk, waiting, waiting for something to happen. A car approaches him, slows down, and speeds up again in the opposite direction. The sound of its engine recedes into oblivion, giving voice for a moment to the unsettling quietude. The man grows tired of waiting and walks away. All is silent once more.
Joseph bears witness to this spectacle from their bedroom window, yawning, wondering if this is all there is to marriage, or if the reality that awaits them has yet to poke its head through the mundane. He gazes at his wife, now asleep, and traces her shoulders with his fingertips. A smile settles upon his face as he tries to imagine what she’s dreaming about. Perhaps she’s roaming the dream realm in search of old lovers, trying to reignite relationships that once gave color to her life. His thoughts then begin to wander, and he wonders if he could ever return to her some of that lost color. Or perhaps the vehicle of his thoughts is fueled by paranoia, driven by the realization that neither him nor his wife will ever get the chance to love anew. He would give anything to return to the night they met for the first time. Both single and prone to idealism, they could afford to indulge in romantic cliches and yet think themselves above such normalities. To them, their connection transcended all cliches, and rested on a deeper understanding of the other person’s mind. They thus built a shelter to protect themselves from life’s unpleasant realities, and they always kept the door locked, for their love was sacred and needed to remain unscathed. At the time, this kind of comfort was exactly what they desired.
After four years they decided to marry. The whole ordeal happened without much forethought, and the path it paved led them to where they are now, laying in bed as husband and wife. Joseph, with the same melancholic smile upon his face, turns around and looks out the window. It no longer snows, and the man in the baseball cap has not returned. Joseph stares for a bit longer, but soon gets tired of waiting. There is nothing more to see. So he sighs and closes his eyes, but remembers that he has forgotten to lock their apartment door. Yet he is too weary to move, and decides to go to sleep instead.


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