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Corrine's Courage Chapter Two
By Michelle R Kidwell Power In The Pen
Saturday, March 12, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
She never saw the black corvette speeding down the road as if in some kind of race
“Are you ready to go?” Corrine called, to Faith.
“Ready.” Faith called back weakly. Something in her voice told Corrine that Faith had been crying.
“Faith are you okay?”
“Yes.” It was obviously a lie, but Faith would tell when she was ready to tell.
Lord whatever is going on with Faith, help her through it.
Corrine and Faith found themselves heading downtown, talking about the things they hadn’t talked about in a decade. After a time Faith began opening up to Corrine, and answers began pouring out.
“I had to leave Faith, after Kevin, Chelsea and Kerri were killed I just knew I could not stay. I needed to put distance between myself and Spring Valley. Now I know it’s time I came back, Atlanta is not the place for me anymore.”
“There death was hard on us all, remember all the counselors that were after the school after we learned they had been killed. A drunk driver had taken three of our classmates and dear friends away from us.”
“I guess writing Midnight Murder was my way of dealing with the grief.”
“You did a really good job on that book.”
“Thank you, it was just something I had to do.”
“It must have been painful to write I know it was painful for me to read.”
“Yes it was painful, but it also served as a healing tool.”
Corrine soon pulled into Mamma’s café, where they ate breakfast. Faith picked at her food, as if she wasn’t interested in eating, and Corrine prayed that her eating disorder from high school wasn’t coming back.
The last time they had been to Mamma’s café together had been three weeks before they graduated. They had gone one morning to talk, to try and make since of what had just happened of how three of there dearest friends could really be dead. Nothing could ever make that make sense though.
The Café was ran by the same middle aged women they had known from high school. Everyone called her Mamma but her real name was Andrea. She had known Corrine and Faith from the time they were little more than infants, and was more than happy to see Faith back. She had not seen her in ten years herself, and only got updates from Corrine who would stop by Mamma’s Café for a cup of Coffee before work every once in a while. She too had read both of Faith’s books.
“You look the same.” Mamma said looking at Faith.
“Thank you I guess.” Faith managed.
“I read both of your books, I can’t believe someone from our little town of Spring Valley has now become a famous author.”
Faith just kind of chucked because she really didn’t consider herself famous, although more people were buying her books.
“Thank you, but I am not so sure I am famous.”
“You are around here.”
Faith didn’t have much to say about that, if she was famous, she owed it to her three friends who had lost their lives in high school and she would rather not be famous and have them in her life still.
“Remember the first time we decided that we were going to be friends for life?” Faith asked. It had been her and Corrine who had become friends first, from the time they were little more than babies, but in first grade, Kevin, Corrine and Kerri had joined their circle of friends.
“It was first grade and the five of us made a circle next to the classroom with sidewalk chalk sat in it and vowed to be friends for life.”
Corrine and Faith got quiet remembering that day, a day from their childhood. A day when they were whole, all five of them made a team now three fifths of that team were gone, and they just had no idea how to deal with that.
“We stuck by each others side, didn’t we!” What Faith said was more a statement than a question. “ Even when we got mad at each other, our friendship stayed strong, we kept that pack until Kerri, Chelsea and Kevin got in that car and was hit by that drunk driver. If we had gone we would have all been killed, but something told you and I to stay, and we tried to talk them out of going, but they said they would be fine, that it was just our imagination running away with us, that we had watched to many after school specials.”
Soon Corrine and Faith were wiping tears from their eyes, after almost eleven years the memory was still painful, it would always be painful. They had lost three of there dearest friends and nothing they could say could bring them back, it was all so hard.
“I was so mad after that happened I told God I would never talked to him.” Corrine admitted. “ But several months later I gave my heart to the Lord. I knew when I died I wanted to believe, and Kerri, Chelsea, and Kevin had been talking to us about the Lord for a few years. They had been saved in Junior High at that retreat. I thank God they had been saved too, because now we know we will reunite with them one day.”
“It took me a couple of years, after I put distance behind me and Spring Valley and made a life for myself in Atlanta for me to realize what was missing in my life, but when I did I gave my heart to the Lord.”
In their sorrow in painful memories they were both able to embrace the fact that t hey had been born again, that they were Sisters In Christ, and that one day they would have a home in Heaven.
When Corrine glanced down at her watch, she had realized that between talking, and eating, more talking than eating breakfast had almost taken them two hours, and she wanted to take Faith shopping. She paid Mamma, left a tip, then headed out.
As she pulled out Corrine never saw the black Corvette speeding down the road as if in some kind of race.
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|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|wonderful story, love how this is progressing! very nice job, michelle; keep up the awesome job in your writing! brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. ;D
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|You leave me wanting to know what happens next...good write, Michelle|
|Reviewed by Judy Lloyd
|They do that don't they and they never see it coming.|