Wake

GLORY AND HOPE





December 16, 2005, 4:30 p.m.


Cabel and Janie sit in Captain’s office.

Captain comes in.

Closes the door.

Sits down behind her desk and takes a sip of coffee. Crosses her legs. Leans back in her chair and looks at the two teenagers.

“We got it,” she says. She smiles, and then laughs like she won the lottery.

And shoves an envelope toward Janie.



Inside:

a contract

a scholarship offer

a paycheck



“Read it over. Let me know if you’re interested,” Captain says.

And pauses.

“Good work, Janie.”





December 25, 2005, 11:19 p.m.


Janie swipes the last bit of frosting from the cake at Heather Home, walks the rounds, says silent good-byes to the sleeping residents, and gives the director a grateful hug. She takes a red helium balloon from the cake table, turns, and walks out the door for the last time, slowly now, through the parking lot to Ethel.

Drives to her house, and sprints through the snow to his.

Opens the door.

Slips in.

He’s waiting, in his sleep, for her.

She slides into the dark shadow against his body. She kisses his shoulder. He takes her hand. Strings his fingers through hers. Holds on tightly.



And they are off, through the link of fingers.

Watching themselves, together.

Catching his dreams.