Brian fell in love with a dream.
Yet, the fantasy was a nightmare, because this woman was not what she seemed.
Her name was....."Sangre".
A.H Scott takes you into a new dimension - "Sangre (Daughters Of the Rose Moon)"
Excerpt - “Valeria, he told me he loves me” She gave a proud smile in acknowledging that miracle “We made love” Blissfully recalling those moments of magic “I left him sleeping in bed and went into the bathroom” Visibly showing Valeria the bane of despair, she pulled up her pink cotton tee shirt, “Then this, Valeria”.
Having to see Sangre’s flesh for what it is, Valeria placed hand over mouth, “Does he know?”
Sangre hated to admit the truth to anyone, but had to tell everything to Valeria, “When the sun rises” Inhaling the air, as if courage were in the wind, “He will”.
Valeria knew Sangre better than anyone. She’d seen the tears and fears of this young woman in all its’ vividness. Event of this night was the last thing she ever wanted Sangre to have to deal with, “My heart is with you, dearest one” Placing Sangre’s smooth hand in her wrinkled one, “Get some sleep and things will be as they should be in the morning”.
“I just wanted….” Sangre looked downward in a pause and said a trio of words she never thought would come from her lips, “…To taste life”.
“And, you have, sweet Sangre” Valeria stood up and lifted Sangre upward also. She softly spoke to her, “Rest your eyes and your mind”.
“You are right, Valeria. Everything will be as it should” Sangre hugged her and rested head on Valeria’s shoulder, “I love you”.
“I love you, Sangre” Returning that hug and letting her go gently, Valeria traced both thumbs along those tear stained cheeks.
Sangre nodded and retreated upstairs to her bedroom for rest and a smidgen of solace.
Wishing to wash away the fiasco under a shower head, Sangre turned the silver knob to release a stream of warm water.
Closing her eyes as that liquid splashed against skin, she thought about Brian. His kisses, kindness and smile gave Sangre pause in her decision to leave him sleeping.
Wondering whether things could ever be normal between her and any man, suddenly was answered in a most unusual way.
Placing her hands forward against the white shower tiles, she began to second guess herself.
Holding head down and slowly opening eyes, Sangre’s choice was crystallized, as a stream of crimson color swirled down the shower drain.
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"In the end........we are left with ourselves" - A.H. Scott