Date:         Sat, 23 Sep 1995 17:42:19 -0500 
From: Julie Randolph <randolph@TENET.EDU> 
Subject:      Painted Memories 
 
 
**It's depressing...it's depressing..warning...warning...if you are depressive 
or considering suicide, do not read!!!** 
 
JCR 
 
Painted Memories 
(1/1) 
 
Julie Randolph 
 
 
 Nick stood on the edge of the airstrip, the cool air of a Toronto evening 
flooded his senses, the flames that were licking the air, scorched his lungs.  
It couldn't be...it hadn't happened...had it? Somewhere inside his mind, in 
the midst of the pain and anguish that swept through him, memories flowed, 
unwanted.
 
 Schanke's smile around the edge of a donut crusted with powedered sugar, his 
ultimate fear of Daphnie, his neverending loyalty to Myra, which was now at an 
end.  When the minister had said "Till death do you part" he 
hadn't meant this...HE HADN'T MEANT THIS!!!  Whirlwinds of thoughts careened, 
and Nick staggered, feeling the warm hand of Natalie gently guide him to the 
ground.  He set his head betweenhis knees, he might have been moaning, but he 
wasn't sure, he was never sure, he sinply felt empty, as if something he could 
now quite explain was gone, gone forever.
 
 He stared into the firelight, unseeing, uncaring and realized all he had left 
were painted memories. 
 
"When it comes right down to it...I still win."--LaCroix