Void Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

“He crossed the rainbow bridge a few years ago.” “Oh, I see,” he answered. “And didn’t he come back?” She raised an eyebrow. Clearly, he had never come across that phrase before. “Um… what I meant was that… he passed away,” she clarified awkwardly and added, “so he’s not coming back, unfortunately.” “Oh!” He cleared his throat and smothered an embarrassed cough. “Yeah, I got it. It’s really sad when they have to go.” “Hmm” She lowered her eyes.

But, I had just found out that I was expecting Rosy, and I was completely turned around by the news. I hear the sound of tires followed by a boom. Two cars had just collided at an intersection. No smell of blood and more fear than harm, apparently. Intersection... Crossroads. I look down at my screen again and try to enter the place's name. A muffled cry leaves my lips. In the West, lost on the road in the middle of nowhere. Placed at an unlikely crossroads : Crossroad Café.

My mother and I were their very special customers so they gave us special attention anytime we came there. "Miss Greene? I'm Arlene Bryan." I said with a frown. It was so frustrating to be called by the same surname as that I'd my mother's father (my grandfather that I had never seen). "Oh, I'm so sorry." She apologized with a polite smile. "No problem, just don't do it next time." I replied in an equally polite manner. "Okay." She smiled. "Please, what are you here for?" "I want you to get me the best cloth of all, any cloth I can wear to go on a date… to the movies."

There are beautiful stain glass windows of the grand gothic architectural style, running parallel to each other on either side of the hall. Each window has different symbols on them, of which some I recognize. There is a picture of a moon and opposite it is an eclipsed moon. The next set has the sun and eclipsed sun, followed by a strophols and serpent. Another set had Isis with wings showing her transformation into a bird and opposite is of a scorpion.

My only saving grace was that the door was wide open, so I doubted he’d try anything. “Are you ok Miss Cross?” he questioned. Something clicked for me. “How do you know my name?” “It’s on the register,” he replied. I raised an eyebrow at him. “Except it says Hunt on the register.” He scratched the back of his neck, bringing my attention to his delicious arms. “Lucky guess?” There was something strange going on here, but I ignored it as I smirked, walking up to him. “Mr Cage whose full name I don’t know, you’re coming off as a stalker right now.”