This is Day 12 of the 20 Days of Chill writing challenge hosted by P. J. at A ‘lil HooHaa. Today's prompt is Dreaming. Please visit the other participants for a peek into they're dreaming about.
Today we continue Eli's story. The last we knew he was invisible.
Eli left the bar and headed home. He had to walk because a car driving itself would be hard to explain. He knew he had left Paul in a bad spot but there wasn't much he could do.
"Excuse me," he muttered as he bumped into a fellow pedestrian. The gentleman looked startled. "Really, I have to be more careful and I need to stop talking to myself, I'm in enough trouble as it is. Just got to get home."
Finally he rounds the corner to his house, bolts up the steps, then checks to see if anyone is looking before he opens the door. Safely inside he collapses on the couch. "I must be dreaming. That's it! I'll just lay here and sleep and when I wake up everything will be all right."
Morning dawned bright and sunny, birds chirping, and the paper landed with a thump in the driveway. Eli roused himself from the couch, squinting at the sun streaming in the window. "Why am I on the couch? That must have been some night last night".
He dragged his groggy butt into the kitchen and made some strong black coffee. "I must have really tied one on. At least it's Sunday so I don't have to go to work. Maybe I'll just get a shower and watch TV all day.
He padded down the hall to the bathroom, gulping down some aspirin with his last swallow of coffee. He looked in the mirror and then he remembered. Last night he was invisible, and he left his car, not to mention Paul, at the bar. He peered closely at himself. "I look like crap, but at least I'm visible. I guess I was dreaming."
His shower finished, he pulled on sweatpants and an Aerosmith tee shirt. Suddenly a bird landed on the ledge outside his open window. It was a beautiful bird with a thin gold chain in its beak. The chain fell to the ground as it spoke, "Hear what I say, Eli, you were not dreaming."
Eli's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. "What? A talking bird? Mother...?"
If you want to catch up on Eli's adventures:
Eli and the Redhead
The Winged Woman
Meet Eli's Mother
Eli, Where Are You?
Edited to add links to previous posts.
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Gesh, I must have tied one on last night. I swear I read a bird was talking.ReplyDelete
Hi Sean, I'm sorry, I neglected to put links to the other stories. There are some unusual events in his life...he has a unique family tree.ReplyDelete
Thanks! The other episodes help explain the talking bird.Delete
That must have been one bender ol' Eli was on!ReplyDelete
I'm looking forward to finding out more about his new abilities.Delete