Seeking Forever

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The journal was covered and bound in black leather. A small strap sewn to the binding and a brass buckle held the cover shut against the elements. Even a casual observer would notice the pages were worn now from near daily reading. Multiple pages had been ripped out from the back of the book; paper was a scarce commodity now. The last available page had been filled in at least three years prior. The author had begun writing it as a gift for her husband, he with a mind more scientific than her practical one. Now she read portions from it as a daily ritual providing a tie to her previous life. She longed for a day when it would serve its original purpose. There was more that the journal could have contained, events locked in Jennifer’s mind that she could only wish to have consigned to the purgatory of written pages.

A stray lock of auburn hair dropped into her peripheral vision and she tucked it back behind her ear. In the waning light of a late winter day, she lit a candle for reading. Her fingers eased open the buckle. This evening Jennifer looked to the beginning.

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