The Crystal Circle: A Paranormal Romance Novel by L. Rosenman

Author:L. Rosenman [Rosenman, L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-06-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 8: Lynn

06/27/2013 – Twelfth day of disappearance

Lynn was an amazing success story on a local scale. At ten in the morning, people were already waiting to order cutlets and fritters, Dave was carrying crates of bread and boxes of frozen meat, and in the afternoon cries of pleasure came from all around, “Michal! Michal! Bring another one.”

“You charmed them, Lynn,” sighed Dave as he dragged home the last vegetable crate.

“Michal, not Lynn!” she scolded him. “Out here, I’m Michal.”

He gave in, and they turned to count the money they’d earned in half a day. The proceeds equaled Lynn’s weekly salary at the schnitzel stand in the city. They smiled and shook hands. A spark of electricity passed between them, and they stared at each other. The looks they exchanged were hot and intimate. It’s forbidden! The thought ran through her mind. Lynn, it’s forbidden! But why?

In the evening, over jazz music and a glass of wine, Dave told her of scenes he remembered from his past.

“I told you I was trying to start a business when I was twenty-eight, but my story, which seems to run on the margins of life, began at the age of eighteen, when I was a sophomore in high school in Beer Sheba. My mother was already very ill. We only had each other.”

He looked into the green eyes that gazed warmly into his own and added, “Her name was Violetta. She died of cancer on the first day of my senior year. Of course I didn’t get a high school diploma because I had to leave school to take care of her funeral and mourn her. Later, with much sweat, money, and patience, I went back to take the exams again. I knew all the material, but hadn’t taken the exams. You know why?”

Lynn shook her head. Her eyes were fixed on his pupils.

“For the same reason I was rejected by the army. I wanted to, but I couldn’t. I discovered I didn’t have an identity card. When I arrived at the recruiting office for my first interview, I had my birth certificate with me. Apparently, it was a fake. Another guy there had the exact same ID number, but his name was completely different. They decided to examine both of us, and I was told to submit my certificates within a few weeks. Mom had always claimed my birth certificate was ‘somewhere around the house,’ but she was bedridden by then, and I wasn’t really looking to get new identity papers before she died. When I came to sign the papers and deal with all the complex processes required for a person to bury his loved one...”

Tears came to his eyes and he gave a small sob, took a sip of water, and bowed his head. Lynn gently placed her small hand on his tanned arm and waited. A few minutes later he continued. “I couldn’t find my papers and, for the authorities, it was as if I wasn’t my mother’s son. Horrible!” He clenched his teeth and shook his head.

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