Parrallel : Connor notes

-I’m just a big kid at heart

-I know you are, that’s why I love you!

 -But I'm a real good man!

- The best ive ever met

 

 

-yeah, well... not much to do about it

-Well when I finish school there is. I'm thinking about medical physical therapy

-thats awesome. do you have a specialty in mind or just general pt for now?

-For now

 

-I never stopped loving you. You were the one I strongly feel that way but with everything that happened it made me the man I am today and maybe everything happened that way for a reason.

-i guess, but i dont understand how we werent supposed to be together for the long run when your always on my mind.

-7 years is forever in my heart

-7 years? you have always been such a romantic sweetheart

- Yes ma'am

- arent you supposed to be playing pool with your momma?

-Tim McGraw just to be your tear

-no not anymore I just dropped her off

-I'm almost to the house now

shame on you texting and driving?

we ran up over a 100 dollars for just me and her

I'm not my phone is.

It's okay she's always loved too as a daughter.

 

I wasn't wasted I was still kickin ass in pool I beat the owner of the bar.

You can play. I know you don't have to be sober to win

You use to be pretty good I beat a couple of guys playing in the 9-ball us open 2 years ago but I'm really out of practice.

But I use to take pool really serious and I didn't like to drink when I played.

Parrallel Ending

Alyzabeth woke up in bed. She sat up abruptly trying to recall the strange dream she had, but couldn’t remember. It was strange to her. She looked up as she heard footsteps outside her bedroom.  She smiled and climbed out of bed.

Parrallel

  “What happens if I don’t want to choose?”

                “You must choose one.”

                “But what if I don’t like any of the options?”

                “What do you mean?”

                “In every scenario there is something wrong.”

                “So you want more choices?”

                “Yes, can you do that?”

                “Yes, when you wake up you’ll have a new life.”

                “Just one?”

                “Honestly, others have had difficulty choosing between two and you want more than three? Are you sure?”

                “Yes.”

                “It is done.”

                “Goodnight.”

Parrallel

 

And if everyone is given this choice what happens if one of the lives I pick, my husband or boyfriend picks a different life other than me, how does that work?

Parralllel: story 7

FRIDAY

                There was a soft knock at the door. She rolled over to see who was opening it. She focused on red curls first and recognized Luann as she peeked in.

“Hey Liz, is he awake?”

She sat up and looked over at him. “No, he’s still crashed.”

“He needs to get up. He’ll be late.”

“Okay, I’ll wake him. “ Luann smiled, her blue eyes crinkling and closed the door. “Hey baby,” she gently shook him. He grumbled and snuggled in more. She giggled and shook again. “Tommy get up.”

“hmph”

“You need to get up for work.”

“Nah.”

“Yes, you do. “ He rolled over and pulled her down. Softly kissing her lips, he opened his eyes. “This is why I don’t stay over on weeknights.”

“But you had the day off.”

“So… you didn’t.”

“Yea, and I could have slept in.” She giggled and kissed him again.

“Well, hopefully my day will be as great as my morning.”

“We could only hope.” She got up and packed her clothes.

“So, while I’m wasting away at work. What will you be doing?”

“I’m going back home. I’ll do laundry. I need to finish grading the bench marks. I’ll clean up a bit and then I’ll start dinner. We can eat at my house before going out tonight.

Parrallel: white room

“So you see now?”

                “Yes.”

                “Do you understand?”

                “The terms? Sort of. I get to choose a life, but once chosen, I have to stick with it.”

                “Yes.”

                “But what I don’t understand is the choice. Why me? How do I have this choice. I know I’ll be stuck in that life but what about the others?”

                “They will cease to exist.”

                “I have felt the love for all those children. How can I choose between them?”

                “You will have to.”

                “Will… Will I remember?”

                “No, you will remember nothing of this choice. These lives. Today. Us.”

                “It will be like I have only had the life I choose.”

                “Yes.”

                “Do you control what happens after?”

                “No, now and later, it is all your choice. It is your free will.”

Parrallel

Miriam sat down across from Alyzabeth. She pulled her cloak off her head and rested it on her shoulders. Her delicate hands picked up an intricately designed teacup. She took a sip.

You have questions.

Yes, ma’am

Thank you for the respectful formalities, but no need. You may call me Miriam.

Miriam, where am I?

This is reality.

That doesn’t make sense.  I don’t mean to be rude but I need to get back to my daughter.  My children.  Why do I remember so many children? Oh my god! My children, they are all alone. I stood up quickly.

Please. Sit. They are fine. They are children from different lives. I feel your anxiety. If you must check on them, you may peek through the windows, but I assure you they are all safe and asleep.

I turned and noticed all the windows that lined the wall. In here the room was so bright with all the white, it was near blinding. I walked slowly to the windows, in the first window I found Emma asleep in her bed. The next three windows had Alijah, Alyx,and Alyzza. I continued to walk against the  wall and peeked into the next room, in the fluffy pink bed I found a small toddler with blonde ringlets.

Who is this one? I turned to Miriam and asked, then quickly turned back to see the small child. Her face hidden beneath her comforter.

One to come.

The one I am pregnant with? My hand went to my belly, but instead found my stomach. “Wait, why am I not pregnant here?”

Like I said, this is a different reality. We brought you here to sleep. It is time for you to sleep.

Sleep?

Yes, between worlds you need time to recharge. Please drink some tea. I walked back to the table Miriam was still sitting at. I slowly sat down and looked at her. So… those lives aren’t real?

They are real in a sense. They are all paths you could have chosen after high school. But we can talk another night, you need rest tonight.

How do I sleep?

In that bed. Miriam gestured to a four poster canopy bed against the wall. I took another sip of tea and walked to the bed. Miriam helped unbind my cloak and hung it in the pearl white armoir. Alyzabeth looked down at her white cotton night gown. Took a last look at Miriam and climbed into bed. MIraim pulled the covers over me and tucked me in like a child.

Will I see you in the morning?

No, you will wake up in one of your lives, but I will see you again.

She sat at the desk staring at the objects placed on top. Her cell phone was in front of her. She glanced at the screen, and then turned it over. She didn’t want to see it light up. She put it on mute. No ringtone or vibration. She wasn’t going to answer her phone now. He had the chance to call her earlier. However, he didn’t, just like she didn’t expect him to.

                This time was different, or at least she thought. She had left a tearful message on his voicemail.