THE VOYAGE CHRONICLES

A CONTINUING STORY OF LOVE'S GREATEST GIFT

SEGMENT FOUR

 

     Rick watched as the thin, ghostly, pale hand slowly approached him.  He looked up and grew even more horrified by the grossly thin face, and cold, vacant stare.  The eyes were widened and impersonal.  He tried to look away.  But, he knew that he couldn't be rude in any way.  He made a valiant attempt to try and raise his arm as well.

 

     Suddenly, he heard a muffled, low-toned sound.  He then heard it once again.  All at once, an extended, faint greeting filled the air.........G*o*o*d............D*A*Y.  Rick shuttered in his seat.  He always tried to be a positive person.  But, at that moment, he never felt more alone, and distant from everything in all of his days.