Shackles by Wilson Dianne J

Author:Wilson, Dianne J. [Wilson, Dianne J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, restoration, gods love, amnesia, Suspense, truth, god, visions and dreams, Contemporary, freedom, suspense action, fear
Goodreads: 34228874
Published: 2014-01-10T00:00:00+00:00

Rebecca bid Shane goodnight, shut the door and slowly turned to take in her surroundings. The room had a distinct masculine feel to it, with a rich shade of royal blue being the predominant color. The books on the bookshelf were mostly non-fiction with several weighty historical reference works thrown in. A brilliantly photographed tome on Egypt dominated the top shelf.

There were no photos of Jason, leaving Rebecca’s natural curiosity completely unsatisfied. In fact, the only photo in the room was a tiny, framed picture of a blonde girl, who couldn’t have been a day older than twenty.

“Pretty girlfriend, Jason. Looks a bit young.” Rebecca spoke out loud without realizing what she was doing. She picked up the photo to examine the woman more closely. The photographer had captured her essence in a moment. She simply sparkled with dazzling natural radiance that had everything to do with a passion for life.

Setting the portrait down, Rebecca took in the rest of the room. The feel of the room was that of uncontrived minimalism. Not so much a carefully planned absence of clutter, but the undecorated feel of one passing through.

Feeling lost and uncomfortable, Rebecca perched on the edge of the bed. She closed her eyes as the events of the last two days came crashing down on her with a vengeance. It was all too much. Climbing into a stranger’s bed, she pulled the foreign duvet around herself, and gave in to tears.

Unable to contain the flood, Rebecca wept and wept. She wept for the Mom that she barely remembered. Tears flowed for the hole inside her left by not belonging anywhere. She cried for not having a home to go back to. Her life had as much meaning as a piece of driftwood lost at sea – nobody to care, no one who would miss her if she weren’t there.

Choking out the words, she prayed, “Oh God, You shouldn’t have wasted Your time making me.” Hearing the bitterness in her soul’s conclusion out loud sobered her, abating her tears.

She hadn’t heard the knock on the door and was surprised to look up into Shane’s worried face. He stood looking down on her, a box of tissues in hand, at a complete loss for words.

Sitting gingerly on the edge of the bed, Shane took a tissue out the box and offered it to her. “Is there anything I can help with?”

Rebecca took the tissue. His kindness melted her composure completely and she buried her face in the tissue and sobbed.

Shane had been through enough relationships with the opposite sex to know that sometimes it helped just to be there. You didn’t have to say anything, or fix anything; you just had to be there. And so he sat.

After a while, Rebecca drew a ragged breath and peeped at him over the soggy tissue. “Sorry.” Tears shone like diamonds on her wet lashes. “Life has thrown me some curve balls.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” Shane proudly wielded another lady’s favorite.

Rebecca managed a weak smile, and flopped sideways onto the pillow.

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