I thought back to what Fionnuala told me two days ago, “I
need you to take a deep breath.” she’d said and then she told me the good news
she carried my babe. Fionnuala and I would run away to Toronto away from Patrick
Thoron, the rich brute, her father bade her marry. My distant cousin offered me
a job and a place for us in Toronto where they couldn’t reach us.
Night fell and still Fionnuala didn’t appear. I entered
her father’s house and felt a pain in the back of my head. When I awoke I found
the house empty devoid of furniture as if she’d never existed at all.
Finally I
went back to the cliff hoping against hope that somehow she reappear. Night
fell and as I took one step towards the edge of the cliff I heard, “Frederick,
my love you’ve finally come.”
She looked so different. Her hair had turned white
overnight and her face was lined with wrinkles. What had they done to her?
“Where have you been?” I asked.
“Waiting for you,” she said.
Fionnuala smiled, and the air around me swirled with
pinpoints of light until it became all encompassing. Time had no meaning. I
looked at her seeing once again the woman Id first fallen in love with and I
realized that this was what I had been waiting for all this time; for we were
now together for eternity at last, no one could ever keep us part.
©Sheilagh Lee March 28, 2018
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