Frictional Faith

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Jane III posted at 8:30 PM

For the past week, I had been receiving gifts. From an anonymous.

Every single day. Each time I came home from work, I would find something waiting for me on the kitchen table. It was creepy but flattering all the same. The anonymous even bought me a vinyl copy of Abbey Road.

I know I was supposed to be more creeped out than flattered but the gifts kept me hopeful. For once I was excited to get home - just to see what I had gotten that day.

On Monday, I received a simple card. It simply had the word "Shine" on it. I was freaked out initially, but the card was pretty.

On Tuesday, it was a bottle of apple juice. With a tinge of burnt.

I was sure as hell that it was Chuck and that it was his way of getting back with me. I was sure until of course I saw pictures of him and his bitch on his Facebook page. Not to mention the Instagram spam of his new girlfriend in black and white. I was not even sure why I still bothered following him on these social sites.

On Wednesday, I got a bookmark with a fox on it. A red fox - my favorite animal. Whoever it was, the anonymous drew it himself. The water colour had seeped out a little. I prayed to God please let the anonymous be somebody normal.

And please let the anonymous be a boy.

I hated to admit it but the gifts were making me…a little moist. The anonymous seemed to understand me on a level no one did and I thought that it was simply romantic.

On Thursday I received THE Vinyl.

On Friday, I received a hand drawn map. It took me a while to understand the symbolism behind the drawings. It turned out to be a map of the town's mall. The mall's fountain more accurately. The map had cute little illustrations of a mermaid(Starbucks), a fox (FOX) and also a fountain in a triangle formation.

I knew the mall too well.

Behind the map, it had '8.30pm' written on it.

Was I going to be a crazy bitch and meet up this anonymous lover?

Yes.

Not without a Bible with me, of course.

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