Dear Diary--A Journal From Purgatory, Patrick Sean Lee [thriller novels to read TXT] 📗

where to live. Someone leads them, places them, abandons them.

Too, Teresa and I chose this room on the first landing. Why? Are our choices capricious, or are they pre-ordained? And if they are pre-ordained, who made them so? I was sent

to Hell, though I had no idea why until the end. Perhaps it was my choice. Afterward I led Teresa into the kingdom of Purgatory against her will to a great extent. The reason was to help her find the missing part of her existence, though neither of us could have conceived this at the time. Someone did

conceive it, though.

She understands finally that paying a cleansing fee for “sins” is the work of maniacs and tyrants, although her intent, she confided to me a short while ago as we sat by the fire, was not to atone, but to punish herself. Why must we do this to ourselves?

Ann waited for six years for her mother to reappear, and when Teresa came, that should have been the end of it, or the beginning as it were. That moment of recognition. There should have been a feast, Diary, like the one given upon the return of the prodigal son.

There I go. Remembering unconsciously. Digressing into euphemisms spawned by my upbringing. I suppose we really are what we eat. Thank God (I must laugh at my choice of words) our Ann had no such daily meals. She is pure. Teresa is whole, despite all that she ate while she was alive. Me? I have no idea; only that my heart, such as it is, yearns in every moment to be with both of them. I will fight God to achieve and keep that end if need be.


We are seated near the roadway, resting, waiting until the light comes again before we walk up the hill and through the nervous, anxious boulders that guard the entrance to this land. There are many other rooms, many other kingdoms, many, many universes waiting for us out there.

Us.

Imprint

Text: (c) Patrick Sean Lee, 2012
Publication Date: 01-22-2012

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Dedication:
This book is the second in my trilogy, Dear Diary. I dedicate it to all my wonderful, inspirational friends here at Bookrix.