Light

Not that she was afraid of the dark. Still she preferred to sleep with a light on.
The previous evening , it had rained and the effect of it all wasn't over yet . She thought she needed more sleep.
She felt eerily calm. She had to spend the entire day all by herself. The thought thrilled her and scared her at the same time. Being alone would mean that she would uncontrollably get lost in the memories, dreams and dirty, ridiculous hopes! She thought if she was someone who could be influenced too quickly.
She remembered how they had walked around the garden in fainting daylight. In the dusk.. when there wasn't enough light to see everything clearly. For her the dusk had seemed to represent a lot of things ! Uncertainties, alternate realities, hidden fears, concealed sorrows, the unknowns, haunting decisions, escapism all seemed to have gotten weaved into dusk somehow.
And she had always loved that part of the day. As she had loved him .
She wondered if she was hungry or thirsty . She looked out of the window.
There was light .