He considered his trips to the psychiatric wards in a similar light. He had questions, large ones, but knew not who would provide the answers. For hours he stayed in his room with the door closed, away from his mother. He had left the mosque after giving a strong speech, like the actor, who after a stunning performance, leaves during the fanatical applause.The snow beyond his window fell rapidly, filling the sidewalks and dusting Riverside Drive. He looked through the window, not moving a muscle, only staring vaguely at the absent-minded snow. He thought he should pray, but had little idea what he could possibly say to his Creator. The fear. People now knew him. He had been exposed to the entire mosque, and certainly he would be followed, because people actually believed in the unfortunate spectacle. His paranoia grew with each unique snowflake.He knew he had enemies by default who would want him dead. He did not know whom to trust anymore. He could not even trust his own mother who. Maybe it was the atmosphere around the camp, maybe it was the slowly setting sun, but Elisabeth suddenly felt a surge rush through her body and she leaned forward and gave Rodger a kiss right on the lips. As soon as she did it, she was surprised at her own actions. But it felt so right, so pleasant. His rough beard against her smooth cheek, his lips pressed against her own. “It’s just a kiss,” Elisabeth thought to herself. “He’s just like my dad…right?”. It was then that she realized that she was STILL kissing him, and for how long she had been doing so she wasn’t sure. Forcing herself from his lips, she pulled her head back and looked at him.Rodger was in a look of shock still, his lips still pursed outwards in the kiss. Closing his mouth and bringing his lips inward, Rodger smiled a nervous smile back at Elisabeth. She was doing the same, and the awkward silence continued.“Gee, thanks Elisabeth. That was really nice. It’s been so long since I’ve been with my wife and…”Elisabeth.
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