…a true story
The Doclopedia #3,403
Story Beginnings: Return Of The Hero
It was about half an hour before dawn when he woke up. He sat up on the edge of her bed and rubbed his eyes as he felt her hand on his shoulder.
“You’re going to leave?” She didn’t sound really sad. Maybe a bit wistful.
He reached up and patted her hand. “Yeah, I’ve been here too long already. Another day or two and I might not leave.” He reached down for his socks.
She sat up and slid up against his back. She was warm and soft. “Would that be so bad?”
He pulled on his socks and started putting on his jeans.
“On the one hand, no. It would be great. Wonderful, even.” He stood up and finished buckling his belt. “But on the other hand, five years ago, I walked away from my life. I’ve spent the the last five years trying to become somebody else. I think I’ve done that, but now I know I need to go back and take care of a lot of unfinished business. If I didn’t, it would break me after a few years, and you don’t deserve to be around that.”
He buttoned up his shirt and began pulling on his boots.
She nodded and gave him a small smile.
“Understood. I want you to know these past two weeks have been pretty great. I hope I can see you again someday.”
He bent down and kissed her.
“Well, I never say never. So long, Kay. Take care of yourself.” With that, he walked out of her bedroom, her house, and very probably her life.
He got in his car and the big engine roared to life. Before he started down the driveway, he reached under the seat and took out an envelope. Looking at the first of two photos inside it, he grinned a bit. After 3 operations and a new hairstyle, he would never wear that face again.
Then he looked at the second photo, taken from the front page of his hometown newspaper. It showed him at work on the last day of his old job. You couldn’t see his face, but then,you never could. He had to admit, it was a damned good photo.
Then he swore, not for the first time, that he would never wear that costume again. From now on, he’d work in street clothes.
He put the photos in the envelope and drove off toward the big city and his second life.
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