Part I - The Orbs
Parker Thomas was a liar. He knew
he was a liar, and the girl in the passenger seat of his car knew he was a
liar. The two of them couldn't seem to decide who was going to say something
about it first.
Dinner had been wonderful that
Friday, just like it was wonderful the Friday before that, and the one before
that. In fact, every Friday was dinner at their favorite sushi restaurant in
the southern suburbs of Chicago, a treat for getting through the week, with the
exception of one.
Two weeks earlier, Parker Thomas
was at the sushi restaurant, like always, but not with the girl he sat two feet from just
then. The girl sitting in his car just then he shared an apartment, a bed, and
even a dog with. With the girl he ate with two weeks ago, he just shared a bed.
He had told the girl in his car some nonsense about
being forced to stay late at the accounting firm that he worked for, having to
finish up his papers and attend a teleconference with a company in Japan whom
his firm represented. She knew it was bullshit almost as soon as he did.
Sadie Parker never finished
college, and made her living as a photographer. She had met the liar Parker
Thomas at a bar 2 years earlier at the college she didn’t finish and had bonded
with him over the way they shared a name, and since then gave him two of the
best years of her life, and now she hated him for it. She hated him from the
top of his brown haired head, all through his pale skinny body, down to the
worn out flip flops that sat on the floor while he drove barefoot.
Parker Thomas, on the other hand,
loved Sadie Parker, from the first strand of strawberry blonde hair on her
head, over every inch of self-designed ink on her body, down to her slender soft legs; he especially loved her legs. He firmly
believed that she loved him back, right up until the moment when he noticed a shining,
solitary tear rolling gently down her cheek. He knew almost as soon
as she did what was coming next.
The words came flowing like a
torrent of water unleashed from a dam filled to bursting. He promised he could
explain, but she explained it all for him. The liar, the cheater, the rotten
lying cheating bastard. He begged her to listen to him, he grasped her hand, and
he promised he could explain everything if she would just give him a moment to
speak.
He told her he loved her.
She told him she didn't.
The silence would have gone on
forever after if it hadn't been for the stop sign; the screeching tires Parker Thomas couldn't hear over the roaring silence.
Not until the pick-up truck
connected with his door.
Parker Thomas’ world completed its
destruction right there and then. He saw two blinding orbs of light as they
collided with him, and threw him through the air, hurtling, almost flying. He
could feel his body moving through space completely free of any attachment, all
the while the two orbs of light remaining fully illuminated against the black
sky, never changing size or shape.
Next came the ground. He could feel
the cold dew on the grass as he hit, knocking every ounce of air out of his
lungs, and he slid until he came to a stop in the damp weeds. His head was
throbbing, and he was able to lift it one last time long enough to look up and
see the two orbs of light hovering massive in the black sky out in front of
him, illuminating him in an island of light in the darkness. Next thing he
knew, the lights faded from his vision, and Parker Thomas was unconscious.
“You should have seen the sign… Oh,
why couldn't you have just seen the sign?” Her voice sang to him, almost
mockingly.
He recognized the voice through his
grogginess. Parker Thomas opened his eyes, letting in the bright, white morning
light.
“Shit, Sadie, are you really going
to keep this up right now?” He asked. A moment later he remembered the crash,
flying, landing, and falling out of his mind. “Holy shit, are you okay?!” He
sat up abruptly and blinked in the bright light.
As his eyes adjusted, he froze. He
was sitting on a green, grassy knoll with a vast landscape of trees and
mountains extending out before him. As his pupils adjusted further, he saw that
the extra light came from a second blazing star in the sky, both fixed together
and burning bright, like the headlights that threw him through the air the
night before.
He heard footsteps and leaned back
to look up and meet the bright blue eyes hovering over him. Sadie bent over
him, hands on her knees, smiling, with shocks of hair rolling down over her
shoulders. He blinked in the light and saw that she was different.
The woman bending over him against
the azure sky was Sadie, but she had bright red hair instead, and before he
knew what was happening, two massive shadows erupted from behind her, shading
him momentarily as they did.
Sadie had two massive, feathered
wings on her back, stretching out to either side in a bizarre display of limbering the unearthly appendages up as a bird would do before taking flight.
He was speechless. She knew he was
speechless, so she just smiled wider, her hair changing to a dull golden hue.
She stood upright, folded her wings behind her back, and sat down on a
waist-high stone a few feet in front of Parker Thomas.
He struggled to find the words, but
soon they tumbled out of his mouth.
“Is this heaven?”
She looked down at her own hands clasped between her thighs as if debating what to say. Without looking up, she let out a sigh, smiled, and then shook her head slowly, her hair fading to a navy blue.
“No.”