Qwerty
By Barbara Avon
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In the tradition of "Twilight Zone", Q.W.E.R.T.Y. takes you into another dimension. A place where all things are possible. Luke is an author and a widower. His aunt gifts him a Remington typewriter and he soon discovers that everything he types, comes true. "What if I can bring her back?"
In this novella, that is a cross between time travel and paranormal romance, you'll read a compelling, poetic tale that follows Luke on a heart-breaking journey - one that will change everything.
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Qwerty - Barbara Avon
This is dedicated... to the ones I love.
Intruder
Who is knocking at my door?
Will you knock forever more?
Will you be there in the morn?
Will you mend what I have torn?
Is your call silently true?
Or are your words your tool, are they your cue?
To torment, manipulate, lie, and kill,
The one who loved you and loves you still.
One
September 1972
HE THOUGHT OF THE (use grim?) reaper, gnashing his teeth into the flesh of the forgotten one. The one they left for dead, played dead, protecting herself from all of the wild creatures of the night. She was exposed, with naked flesh sparkling (change later) underneath the light of the moon. He was lurking somewhere, melding its shape with that of the trees. They (not clear, change) looked like humans standing above her, and staring down at her, ready to dissect her very soul from flesh, and skin and bones, exposing that which she feared most...
The red scribbles on the note pad reminded him of her blood as it filled her dimpled cheeks. He threw down his pen and stretched his long, lean, body on the couch with one arm draped over his scrunched green eyes. His eyes reminded her of a feline. Her mating call became a screech of sorts, inviting him to her lair. She would ravage his body in a world where time ceased to matter. Together, they would abandon themselves and seduce each other until their impure thoughts froze the moment for what it was. It was a covenant between them, etched invisibly in their wedding rings.
They had left the diner, floating on caffeine rushes and sugary highs, oblivious to heaven's tears that failed to permeate the moment with anything other than romantic nostalgia. Like the day you proposed, remember?
Her breath was warm against his neck. They ran like children to their pickup, seeking its bed as if wrapping themselves in the warm, fluffy blankets at home. Naked and unashamed, they explored each other's bodies like virgins do, tentatively and with fear in each kiss. She revelled in her disembodiment and he watched her face morph into something wicked and unaffected by the flashes of light that skipped across the ink black sky.
He dressed himself only long enough to prance across the parking lot to order something warm to drink and soothe their throats that were parched by the sorts of sounds that lovers make. It was her father's store, and the kid at the register was aloof to Luke's bare torso and bare feet, wanting only to chew on his licorice and gaze into his sweetheart's eyes.
As the semi crashed into the back of the old Ford, the kid's face changed, along with Claudia's crumpled, twisted torso, and Luke saw her name scripted in the electric current that danced above her, as if welcoming her home. He had thrown his ring into the coffin, as onlookers tried to hide their embarrassment, and thought of gentler things like the bubbling pot of tomato sauce in their huge Italian kitchens.
He commemorated their love with a bottle of whisky and a razor blade, marking his toned arms with exactly five slashes, one for each year of marital bliss. That night, masked behind an intoxicated version of himself, he drew a heart with his own blood on the bathroom mirror and his reflection humiliated him by trapping him in a state of self-induced solitude. Family members left offerings on his doorstep of lasagna, torte, ragu, and clean underwear. The feral cats feasted on the fare and left the garments to rot until his neighbours came like thieves in the night to wipe the slate clean.
For a full year, Luke mourned, disparaging gifts, and accepting well intended slaps to the face by his ma who believed that she could shock him back to reality. At the one-year mark, he picked up his pen, dedicating every single word to a rotted corpse, never getting past chapter one.
Two
EVERY WORD WAS