The Phoenix Chronicles Anatomy of a Storm: A Personal Collection Part Ii

By MICHAEL B. MOORE

This is the widely anticipated second installment of the Phoenix Chronicles anthology series. Delve into a whole other realm of emotion, while gripping the edge of your seat in Anatomy of a Storm.....

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jun 6, 2012
• ISBN: 9781456831301

MICHAEL B. MOORE

Michael B. Moore is the author of The Phoenix Chronicles series. A series of short stories, poetry and novels based on the not so often addressed topic of a deep emotional pain. Based from his own life's experiences, his writings delve into a hidden world that we all carry around, even if unnoticed. There are many who live in the shadows and very few who know. With his collection of writings, he does what he can to help bring release to those unknown, you are not alone. He is a proud father to one precious son, Gavin. Born and raised in Alabama, Moore left home at 15 years of age and headed to the streets to find a life all his own. Lost in a never ending memory of a love once held in his hands, Moore continues to write, all that we try to hide.

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THE PHOENIX CHRONICLES

Anatomy Of A Storm

A Personal Collection

Part II

MICHAEL B. MOORE

Copyright © 2011 by Michael B. Moore.

Library of Congress Control Number:       2010918257

ISBN:         Hardcover                               978-1-4568-3129-5

                   Softcover                                 978-1-4568-3128-8

                   Ebook                                      978-1-4568-3130-1

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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CONTENTS

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

THE LAST ROOM

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

IN MEMORY OF THE BROKEN

In This Moment

By The Light Of An Exit Sign

Inside Observation

By Design

Silent

distracted

Never Ending

Disappear

No Parking

The 55th Day

Where Evil Lurks

Plastic Genie Pulleys

FATE UNSEEN

IN MEMORY OF THE SUFFERING

Beyond The Yellow Tape

Redland Trails

Lost Within Your Essence

Ciera

Trace Evidence

1986 (Stacy’s Song)

Aptura

Oak Street West

Weekend Away

Stone Bruises

Imprisoned, Trapped, Lost… . Escaped

Little More Time

Tenured Wordplay

Soveriegn In Sorrow

Last Cigarette

Anymore

FOREST AVENUE EPIPHANY

IN MEMORY OF THE SHADOWS

Wrecking The Silence

A Torrent Wind

Did You Know?

Released

And This

Lost Not Forgotten

Discrepancy

Drive-Thru Revelation

Other Titles By Michael B. Moore

A LETTER FROM THE AUTHOR

RECOGNITION FOR THE AUTHOR

James Raymond Davis creator of

WORDMACHINIST.COM… .Brilliant

A one word synopsis to describe Moore’s writings.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

This is for all who believed in my

God given ability to express an unwavering talent.

. . . . and for Stacy,

thank you for your love and support,

this book would not be complete

without you.

I will never forget you, I carry

you around in my heart forever.

For Gavin, my biggest inspiration.

"One day we will tire of running away

and will become one with the rain"

THE LAST ROOM

a short story

PROLOGUE

Another cold and dreary day has enveloped Seattle, as it comes to a close for the unknown Jimmy Hanson. Just a regular Joe, Jimmy never imagined the life that would unfold right in front of his eyes. As he makes the short trek from his meager janitorial job to his home, stopping off at the local deli for his regular evening meal is his only habit. Living alone in a personal solitary confinement, he finds no valid reason to live a normal life anymore. A small, but quaint hotel room is all that he regards as his only escape from the mental torment that plagues him on a daily basis. He resides in the last room, on the second floor of an old dilapidated establishment that never really seemed too inviting. It was a decision he made, since the passing of his wife eight years ago. While remaining in the background, his life’s expectations have dwindled considerably. With no family to speak of and no reason to care anymore, he rides out his remaining days, alone. Jimmy decided that after the loss of his wife, he could no longer handle being around other people, no more than what was pertinent. He spends his days wasting away, fighting the urges to recollect the better days he and his wife once enjoyed. Enduring it all, keeps his mind in a constant twist.

Jimmy’s life was once a dream come true, a reality that any man could be satisfied and proud. He worked tirelessly to obtain the security, cars, stature, and of course, the woman he met and fell in love with so many years ago. In a moment of selfishness, someone took that all away. The dark and rainy evening seemed fitting when his world was flipped upside down and inside out.

CHAPTER 1

One evening, considered typical in the Seattle rush hour, consisted of a light rain and the usual crowded highways of commuters trying to make their way home. Sally Hanson was eager to get home to the one man that captured her heart from day one. She ended her work day as normally as any other, still full of a continuous joy, that had engulfed her completely.

So young when Jimmy met Sally, in the last year of college, but no one could ever deny the happiness they created with each other. The crowded ride home never really caused any hesitation on her part, even though traffic seemed to flow at such an unreasonable pace.

Only a couple miles from her exit off of Interstate 5, she noticed the blue lights of a police car flashing behind her. They were closing in fast, but she