Just For A Moment Novels & Stories

It was a spontaneous act, capturing a fleeting moment of vulnerability and tenderness. Now, in the present moment, Audrey is brought back to reality. She realizes that she still possesses that picture, a silent memento of their time together. With a faint smile playing on her lips, she decides to make the captured image her phone's home screen. Placing the picture in a prominent position, she acknowledges the significance it holds for her—a reminder of the connection they shared, however brief it may have been.

The thoughts rushed through her mind so she heaved a sigh instead. “I miss you both. I'm sorry have been so distant but I have to process all this on my own. I’m trying to reconcile with the fact that I don’t have a choice. It would take a lot of time, I hope you understand.” “We understand, dear but it's also fair to us. You can't just shut us out.” Her mum stated. “Mum, I'm not shutting you out. I’m just taking my time. With processing everything. This is more about me anyways.” Clara spoke softly.

I reached for it casually, pretending to admire its craftsmanship, feeling the slight weight of the micro-recorder embedded inside. One chance. One moment. My fingers closed around it. Showtime.

I set my mug down and stepped past him to grab a napkin from the counter. It was such a simple motion. Just a shift in space. A passing moment. But somehow, as I reached out, so did he. And then it happened. A graze. A brief, fleeting touch as his arm brushed against mine. It was nothing. A second. Less than a second. But my breath hitched. I felt it. And judging by the way Mr Garcia stilled, his fingers hesitating on his phone, he felt it too.

It was like a wordless acknowledgment of hearts attempting to beat as one for just one moment. And when we parted, I left my eyes shut for a moment longing, just to hold onto the warmth of it.

We have so much to talk about, so much to work through, but for now, in this moment, nothing else matters but the way we feel about each other, and the way we make each other feel. This is our chance. Our moment. And I'm not letting it slip away.

I walked up to the dj to get everyone's attention. "The music came to a stop. "Can I get everyone's attention please?. "Thank you all for coming to my son's birthday. I know it was a short notice but I appreciate your presence. A few weeks ago, I didn't know I would have a kid let alone four kids but today am a proud of those four kids over there. And I couldn't be happier. I just want to say thank you for coming into my life and making it colorful. You kids should know that I love you to the moon and back. "We love you too momma" the kids chorused.

Mila, standing next to them, said, "Luna Amelia did this on purpose. She's too fragile to endure something like that. She's just trying to make you give in. I bet she'll be back in three days." What no one expected was for me to be gone for six years.

"Geez, quit being so dramatic. I'll be fine. Oops, my mum is coming, I gotta go. Love you, bye!" The line went dead and at that moment, I felt like joining the line. *** My skin pricked as my fingers jammed into my flesh. The sound of a familiar basketball hitting the ground kept ringing in my head as I walked to the court that I had been trying to avoid like a plague. I breathed hard as sweat trickled down the back of my head in the middle of November. Finally, my shaky hands opened the door and I walked in, sporting my usual dead and emotionless look as my Nike kicks hit the ground softly.

All of a sudden, her face turned pale and her heart skipped a beat. Badump! Badump! "Clara Grace?" Rissa asked with a pale face. CONTINUED...