I Died The Day My Husband’s Girlfriend Did A Magic Trick. Chapter 23
Elsewhere, my mother dragged an old suitcase out of the rehabilitation center.
The weather was good.
Fallen leaves littered the roadside.
She put the suitcase into the trunk of a taxi and gave the driver an address.
It was a city very far away.
A city where no one knew her.
After the car pulled away, she lowered her head and looked at the old, braided bracelet on her wrist.
I had made it for her when I was a child.
The colors were mismatched and ugly.
She had worn it for eighteen years and never taken it off.
“Meredith,” she said softly.
“Mom is going somewhere new.”
“I’ll live well for you.”
The taxi merged into traffic, moving farther and farther away.
I stood where I was, watching it disappear at the end of the road.
There was nothing left in this world to hold me here.
But my mother was still here.
She would carry the part of me that remained and keep living.
Perhaps that was the last warmth left in the world.
Then, a ball of light slowly wrapped around me.
My body grew lighter and lighter, more and more transparent.
At last, I lifted my head and looked at the sky one final time.
Then I closed my eyes.