Olivia switched off the lights and walked outside. She walked around the house and opened the shutters to a shelter. She jumped inside and wanted to chain herself up, when she heard the phone ring.
“Are you serious?” Olivia groaned. She dropped the chains and ran back inside the house. “What?” she said more hostile than she intended.
“Olivia? You’re speaking with Rachel Lindy” Rachel answered.
“Rachel” Olivia replied slowly. “Where have you been? I’d expected to hear from you months ago. How’s my daughter doing?”
Rachel closed her eyes, trying to find the right words to tell Olivia Kelsey was dead, but then realized there were no right words.
“Olivia” she started uneasy. “Something happened. To Kelsey. She’s dead. A few months now”
She heard Olivia’s breath accelerate.
“What happened?” she eventually asked. “And why am I only hearing this now? You should’ve called me the second it happened. I’m her damn mother!”
“You’re not her mother! I’m the one who raised her!” Rachel defended herself. “She was deadly sick and a friend put her out of her misery. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I was a little too occupied grieving over my children”
“Are you serious?” Olivia groaned. She dropped the chains and ran back inside the house. “What?” she said more hostile than she intended.
“Olivia? You’re speaking with Rachel Lindy” Rachel answered.
“Rachel” Olivia replied slowly. “Where have you been? I’d expected to hear from you months ago. How’s my daughter doing?”
Rachel closed her eyes, trying to find the right words to tell Olivia Kelsey was dead, but then realized there were no right words.
“Olivia” she started uneasy. “Something happened. To Kelsey. She’s dead. A few months now”
She heard Olivia’s breath accelerate.
“What happened?” she eventually asked. “And why am I only hearing this now? You should’ve called me the second it happened. I’m her damn mother!”
“You’re not her mother! I’m the one who raised her!” Rachel defended herself. “She was deadly sick and a friend put her out of her misery. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I was a little too occupied grieving over my children”
Title: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles by Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles by Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]