The Short Fic Weekly Challenge Thread!
View Single Post
08.11.2012 , 10:22 PM |
What's in a Name-
She paced in the night, holding her lynx kitten to her chest. Why? She didn’t know, only that it tore at her. Of all the names she had been called, this one touched her very soul. How many names? She wondered if she could recall them all.
When she was a small child she didn’t even know her given name for a few years. Everyone referred to her as “the baby” or “her”. Especially her sister. When she was finally able to go to school, the other kids referred to her as “Spooky”, saying her clear silver eyes were scary to them, forbidding her to look at them. Later, as she grew into her looks, she was called names she didn’t care to recall, hurtful and mean things.
Even now, she had many names. Most called her Captain, and she liked that fine. For years, that was the only name anyone needed to know. Her brother in law called her Spitfire, and swears he’s seen her do exactly that. Then she met the man who was currently slumbering in their bed, oblivious to her pacing. He called her by the name her father had given her before she was born, before he died. And when he said it, it was almost like a prayer, he put so much of his love for her in it.
She sat at the window, the kitten purring in her lap. Now she had another name, delivered by another man, that made her knees weak.
The baby. Her. Spooky. ****. Captain. Spitfire. Miriah. And the one that brought her to her knees, the one that her seven month old baby boy said just yesterday, for the first time.
Love is the strongest magic of them all.