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// Thursday, September 24, 2009

Bloodline

I awoke from a dead sleep with an uneasy feeling.

The bedroom was dark and silent, but the door was halfway open.

I don't remember leaving the door open.

Something inside me said in a strong, firm voice, "Get up. Now. Go and check."

I moved across the floor like a ghost—like a lion—and stood beside the bed of each bloodline until I was confident that what I was seeing was the steady rise and fall of dreaming sheets.

Everyone was safe.

A renewed calmness came over me.

Just one more thing to check.

I made my way to the family room.

There in the dark a little tail wagged - happily.

"Good girl," I said smiling. "You protect them, OK?" Her little tail wagged faster; her body danced in place.

I stood up, looked around, and smiled.

Nothing's more important than family, I thought.

Life is good.

I unfurled my wings, lit my halo, and made my way to the roof.

I promised them that I'd always be around.

And I always will.

(Never) The End

© Copyright 2009 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

This text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.