ASMSG Scifi Fantasy Paranormal Emagazine April 2015 | Page 40

I called after them, afraid they’d go before I said the
words, “I love you both, and I always, always, always
will love you more than anything in the world times
three.” The strain in my voice caught their attention
and brought their figures back clearer for a few
seconds, and then they faded from view. By then the
sirens had also faded.
I don’t know how long I stood there, not thinking,
frozen in place. Time didn’t have any meaning. My
brain had shut down, and I existed in some place
where nothing could touch me. I simply – was.
“Fiona Bartlett?” A soft male voice, then a pause.
“Fiona? What’s wrong with her?”
Voices started to penetrate. A young cop, early
twenties, stood a few feet away. He had a sweet face,
currently crinkled in anxiety as he looked up at a very
tall, stocky woman in her mid-thirties.
She shook her head and asked, “Fiona? Are you Fiona
Bartlett?”
I thought for a second. Then I realized that yes, I was
Fiona, so I gave a small nod.
She gave a small sigh of relief. “I’m Officer Green,
and this is Officer Brown.” She paused. “Fiona,” she
continued, “we need you to come with us. We’re
going to take you somewhere warm and dry while we
wait for your grandmother.”
I looked around and saw their car parked in the dropoff drive. I remembered my instructions. “May I see
your ID, please?” My voice cracked as if I hadn’t
spoken in years.
Green immediately showed me her ID. I looked at it
carefully, comparing the picture to her face. She had
medium brown hair, hazel eyes, a rather large nose
and a light scattering of freckles. I decided that she
was indeed Officer Marna Green.
Officer Brown presented his ID, and I repeated the
process, discovering that he was Kevin Brown. He
had dark blonde hair and brown eyes. His sweetness
came through even in the picture. I nodded to them
that I was satisfied.
Officer Green reache B