As I Was Moving Ahead Novels & Stories

I needed to get away before my own resistance crumbled. My plan is in motion.

Watching the scene unfold in the rearview mirror, I felt no sense of satisfaction, only a flicker of wariness. My own road stretched wide, bathed in bright sunshine. All I had to do was keep moving forward. As for Kevin and the rest of them, I had already left them far, far behind.

“Move her.” The words were calm too calm. And that was when I realized I was no longer being evaluated.I was already being moved forward.Not toward safety and not toward answers. Toward something I still hadn’t seen yet. The doors behind me opened again. And I was taken forward before I could decide what I wanted to do about any of it.

I had to move now. Before it was too late.

Livia, I appreciate you advancing my manuscript to this point. I inhaled deeply. Moved forward along the supermarket aisle. With each step that sense of floating remained. It seemed as though I wasn’t merely walking, I was advancing toward a future that was, at last, starting to materialize.

I was ready to walk it. ---

Without realizing it, he was already moving toward them. ********************************************

It had just changed the path forward. Different path. But still forward. Always forward. Forever forward. Starting now.

I whispered softly. There was only one reason I was taking such a risk, and that included, ensuring that there will be faster ways or time. There are a lot of things that I need to make sure that it sits well on my shoulder. A lot of things were wrong but at the same time, I had more than enough reason to start thinking in a forward direction instead of backward. It was something that I had planned, and by the time I'm willing to make the next move, I should start thinking about progress in such a way that it will make more sense.

Movement slowing, just slightly. I went home. And then, without thinking about it, I went to her.