The tears didn’t stop coming. If she had been writing with pen and ink the words would have been blurry by now, due to her tears.
She wiped the tear drops off of the keyboard and stared at the words on the screen. Words straight from her broken heart. Words that may thaw the coldest of hearts, falling like a warm blanket, ringing with hope amidst the despair.
Were they her words on the screen she wasn’t even sure. She was still feeling numb, but feeling the fog begin to lift.
Her cell phone laid on the table, right where she had dropped it, after the call. Picking it up she turned it on but it was dead. Well that would explain why she hadn’t heard from anyone. She wondered how long it would take until someone knocked on her door, making sure she was okay.
Kaylee pulled out her favorite sweatshirt and black yoga pants. It was time for her to do something besides moving around like a zombie. Walking into the bathroom she turned the shower on hot and let it run down her back as she closed her eyes. All she had to do was stand there and remember to breathe.
Thirty minutes later she stepped out into what felt like a sauna. Her mirror was all fogged up, but she had a clearer mind. She knew what she was going to do.
Heidi pounded on the door and kept her finger on the doorbell. If Kaylee had a dog, it would have been going crazy by now.
Feeling frustrated she started looking around for where she would have hidden a key. Heidi was her bestie, she should have known where a spare key was, but she never thought to ask.
Girl, how many flower pots did she own! Heidi had picked up each one looking underneath and had dug a little into each flower pot, but came up empty handed. No key.
She tried calling again but got a message about her voicemail being full. Of course it was full. Heidi had left a ton of messages before coming over to her house.
Where was she? This wasn’t like Kaylee to go this long. She wasn’t someone who always returned messages right away, but she didnโt typically go this long without talking to Heidi.
The doormat! She felt like smacking her head. Of course! Picking up the doormat the tiny silver key lay there, as if it was mocking her, for taking her so long to find it.
Turning the key in the lock she opened the door and walked inside. For a split second she wondered if this was smart. Walking in alone? What if….? UGH! Her mind was messing with her, she watched too much Dateline and 48 hours.
“Kaylee!” She walked around the house calling her name, fearing that she would find her unconscious on the floor. But no, she wasn’t anywhere and more importantly her car was gone, she looked in the garage. Where had she gone? She knew it wasn’t work, for her co-worker had called Heidi, concerned that Kaylee hadn’t shown up for a couple of days.
What did she do now? Sitting down in Kaylee’s computer chair she tried to think. Thats when she noticed the computer screen.
The words tore at her heart. Oh Kaylee! What had made her friend so sad and why hadn’t she called Heidi?
Now Heidi was understanding ehat may have happened. Kaylee was one who liked her space. If she was overcome with sadness then she probably just needed to get away. She would contact Heidi when she was ready. Reading the words again made Heidi’s heart still ache but she also caught the tinge of hope in Kaylee’s words and she smiled. Kaylee wasn’t one to give up.
Heidi’s phone rang, it was Kaylee! “Girl, are you okay? I been worried about you!”
“I am sorry, I will explain, but not now. Just wanted to let you know I was fine before you sent out a search party.” There was a little hint of laughter that Heidi caught in Kaylee’s voice.
“You are lucky, you caught me in the knick of time. But first I had to break in to your house. Almost broke a window before finding your key.”
Now there was laughter, “Yeah, I put the key in such a tricky spot! But hey, thanks Heidi. Thanks for looking out for me. I will explain soon, I promise. Will blow up your phone with texts.”
“Will be watching and waiting and you are welcome. Thats what friends are for.”
The call ended shortly after that and Heidi blew out a sigh of relief. Now to sit and wait.
To be continued….
I smiled, thinking of how many of us probably put a spare key under the doormat or flower pot. Yeah, no one would ever think to look there. ๐คฃ
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Totally the last place a robber would look. LOL! And yes, we have done it. ๐
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I could share with you my secret hiding place for an extra key, but then it wouldn’t be a secret anymore! I’ve only shared its location with my bestie (who also has a spare key) and the local police and ambulance stations, in case there is ever a reason they need to come inside without having to break down a door.
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Glad your bestie knows where it is and true if you shared with me it wouldn’t be a mystery anymore. I won’t tell anyone its under the mat. ๐
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The problem with leaving a key under the mat is that the mat might often be covered in snow during the winter, silly girl! I’ll give you a hint, though. It has to do with magnetism!
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LOL! Ahh! ๐
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Excellent description on sadness and grief to begin this series! I’m extremely curious to see what has caused so many tears!
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Thanks Nadine! ๐ฅฐ
I actually was thinking that a post wasn’t going to happen last night, but then I just started writing and welll… we will see where it will lead. ๐
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I look forward to the next piece of the series!
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I am glad, have a great day! ๐๐งก
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You as well Carolyn! Keep your paper dry! ๐ ๐ โค๏ธ
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Thanks and Haha! No worries, I will. I almost added a disclaimer saying that Kaylee’s emotions had nothing to do with mine. ๐
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A lot of key details in this story
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“Haha!” Aren’t you clever to have come to that conclusion.
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Wherever Kaylee went, it must have been important, as it necessitated taking a shower first. I only take showers before weddings and court dates. Also, I think Kaylee needs a new friend. What kind of friend would break into your home while you’re away?
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So exactly how many court dates have you had??
She was being a concerned friend, she didn’t break any windows. So didn’t really “break in”, let herself in with a key. ๐
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Right. She was a “concerned” friend. I’ll probably meet her one day, at the courthouse.
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LOL! ๐ถ๐ค!
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Fascinating story. I can’t wait to find out where Kaylee went.
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Thanks, glad to know that I have drawn you in. ๐
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We’ve all probably had a cat burglar for a friend at some point in our lives. ๐
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True! Don’t ask my bestie what happened to the screen in her window. ๐
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Wow what a friend. I had a college friend who tried to superglue my door shut one night, but picked my neighbours door.
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Hahaha! OoPs! Guess that joke backfired on him. ๐
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