A time to die (standard:mystery, 1345 words)
Author: Wendy	Added: Sep 27 2001	Views/Reads: 3803/2267	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A woman splits up from her husband and thinks about taking an overdose. She decides not to but then events carry on regardless.

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had always known.  It was  warm and comforting and she realised with a 
start that she had smelt it on her mother.  It was the first memory she 
had had of her mother for many years.  It had taken her 2 hours to get 
back to sleep after that and in the morning she put the experience down 
to alcohol and tricks of the mind. 

A lady Gill worked with, who fancied herself as a bit of a medium had
once told Gill that her mother spent a lot of time around Gill.  Gill 
never spoke of her parents and it had given her a chill to realise the 
woman knew her mother was dead but she had laughed it off in the end as 
a load of rubbish.  She thought she would go back and speak to the lady 
when she returned to work now and then she laughed out loud to herself 
and told herself not to be so stupid. 

She had now definitely made up her mind – she would return to work –
stop the pills and booze and as she had been told to do ‘pull herself 
together’.  The thought was like a refreshing breeze through her mind, 
she hadn’t felt this determined for years.  She would do it now.  She 
decided to empty the tablets and booze down the toilet but if she 
didn’t do it straight away she never would, so she jumped out of bed 
and grabbed the bottle of pills and vodka. 

It was as though she had run straight into a brick wall.  There was a
flash and her head felt as though it was going to explode.  The bang 
was almost worse.It felt as though it took 30 seconds to work through 
her body when in fact it was nearer one.  There was a pain in her chest 
that felt as if a red-hot poker was being pushed into her and then she 
felt nothing but she could smell  perfume.  It was the one she had 
smelt in bed and was accompanied by a feeling of euphoria.  Her heart 
leapt, she could see an outline in a bright light.  She knew this 
person.  She had needed this person all her life.  It was her mother.  
Even without seeing the photographs of her mother that her aunt had 
kept for her she would have know.  This woman was part of her life. 

“Darling, it was the thunder, just as it was for us.  You have to come
with me now, Dad is waiting”. 


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