The Purple Patch - Missouri Valley College

“How sad. I was really lonely. I could make your day.”
“Oh,” Herman recovered, “I remember you! Come here, baby!”
“Can I use the restroom first I need to powder my nose.”
“Sure baby, through the back to the left, don’t keep us waiting
now!” She winked and made her way to the back. Damn, she was good.
I wondered how long it would take her to set the bombs, so I lay down
behind the column.
As I had found a soft spot, 30 seconds later, Flit sat beside me.
“Wow, already”
“Yep,” she smiled, “I’m just that good. How’s your arm” It had
turned a gray color, and I couldn’t move it anymore, but at least I had
regained my perspective.
“It’s ok. Are the bombs set”
“We have three minutes. I’m sorry, we have to do this.”
“I’d do anything to save my mom. I love her, almost as much
as I love you.”
She smiled and kissed me.
“Why make this a boring three minutes We could die doing
something fun, something we always wanted to do . . .”
“I’d rather stay here in your arms, Flit, that’s all I want right
now.” She giggled, and embraced me. I could smell her scent, a soft,
comforting one that couldn’t be explained. Her heart was beating, and
I could feel the tension in her body. I let go of her, and she had tears
in her eyes.
“I really do love you,” she said.
I nodded, and lay down. She put her arms around me again,
and we fell asleep, confident we’d spend eternity together.
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