The Mind: A novel
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The Mind - Gloria Foster
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IT WAS A bright, clear day in the middle of June that I found myself driving with no car in sight on a usually packed highway, not a cloud in the sky. I turned up the volume on my radio to block out the voices. I have always had to have the radio on because sometimes the voices get scary. Yet, I must admit that sometimes they help me out. This one particular voice continues to be there just when I need the answers to the questions in my life.
I can’t believe how beautiful this day is. The color blue has many hues, and it always seems as though the color of the sky varies. Today is a bright, oh-so-beautiful blue that I never could find in a crayon box.
I felt the vibration of my cell phone in the pocket of my white knit jersey, and my assumption was accurate that it was Jonathan. I wonder what Jonathan wants.
Hi, Jonathan.
Where are you?
On Stone City Highway headed towards town to check up on a few matters.
Just checking up on you,
he said. How have you been? Did you get to decide where we’re going to have dinner this evening?
I think we could dine in,
I answered.
Come on. You haven’t been out in a while.
I’m out now, Jonathan.
You think?
I’ll give you a call when I come up with where we’re going,
he said.
OK, Jonathan.
Back to the radio, I thought. I upped the volume. Most of the songs on 98.7 AM don’t have any words to them. No lyrics.
The only time I’ll hear a live voice is when the radio announcer comes on between the music. It’s so peaceful listening to the music.
I don’t know what Jonathan is going to come up with for tonight. Who knows, I might be headed back towards town again this evening.
My last turn, I thought as I turned left into the parking garage. I’m going to check on the trip to San Jose. Out of all places, they want to reunite in San Jose.
I reached for my handbag. I opened the car door. After stepping out onto the pavement, I straightened my white cotton dress. This was where I usually parked when I came to town because of familiarity. Even when my parents rode into town, my father used to park in this same location, I thought. It used to be a parking lot.
I placed the caramel colored leather strap of my handbag onto my shoulder and made it out of the garage to the street, taking in the soothing heat from the sun, which shone brightly. As I was walking, I reached into the outer pocket of my handbag and pulled out my chocolate-brown framed sunglasses that had a very dark brown tint. That’s better. My eyes are at ease. Thank you, God, I thought.
It was always busy in town. The sidewalk is packed on both sides of the street. Let’s see. I should be close. Here it is—1168 Chipperdau Road.
As I entered the building I noticed a strange darkness. How could it be this dim and dreary in a travel agency?
How may I help you?
the receptionist asked. She was a stout lady with oval-shaped eyes and dark, brunette hair. She had a round face. When she spoke, her voice resounded and brought life to the dull room.
I’m here to inquire about airfare and accommodations to San Jose during the second week of September,
I replied.
If you would have a seat, someone will be with you shortly.
I couldn’t have helped but notice the square-shaped gray sofa when I had entered the room. The sofa was a shade lighter than the walls in the place. I turned around, walked back to the entranceway, and sat down onto a very comfortable couch that was very much lighter than my charcoal gray car seat.
Ma’am, I forgot to ask your name,
the receptionist asked me from where she was seated. She had a different pitch to her voice than before. How could her voice have changed? I thought to myself.
Sheila,
I responded. My name is Sheila Leclaire.
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