That was the last conversation they’d had. Madison’s health went downhill quickly after that. The next day, she was back in bed, barely able to move. The doctor’s attributed it to random brain activity. Jake knew better. That day, in Madison’s room, he could’ve sworn he’d seen Lily standing next to her. Even in death, Lily had a way of making things right, of presenting things in a new light.
He dusted off his jeans and walked back to his Jeep. Next to him on the passenger seat was his guitar. He’d finally finished the song he’d written for Lily and called Billy to ask if he could come in and play it. It’d been over two years since he’d played there. It had been a few months since Lily showed him the sadness in that. Tonight he’d play for her. He’d play for everything she ever taught him, everything he never saw until she opened his eyes. Today was her birthday. And tonight he’d play for her...
Three Days of Rain
By Jay Liberatore
Two days of sunshine
Three days of rain
Won’t somebody give me a sign?
Is Hell frozen over,
Has God gone away,
Or am I just losing my mind?
I met me a girl by the railroad yard
On the way to my 9 to 5
She’s sweet as a sip of southern tea
And cool as a country drive
Oh, but where I come from
A man don’t become
A fool for love after only a kiss
But after some wine
On an evening this fine
I was singing her something like this.
I said, baby, baby
You sure look good in the summertime
Baby, baby
Won’t you always be mine?
I would lay in the field
With her hair in my face
As the locks of it dangled and curled
And she’d talk about moving on down to Georgia
And her plans to take over the world
And I never would guess
If I tried my best
The truth I had known just then
I could live for a thousand years or more
I might never feel this good again
I’d say, baby, baby
You sure look good in the summertime
Baby, baby
Won’t you always be mine?
There she goes again
Hair like a willow blowing in the wind
Falling softly on her summer skin
In my mind
Now who’d ever thought that a sinner like me’d
Have an angel know my name
I am evil, yes I’m evil
But she loves me just the same
She has given me light
When I’m lost at sea
And guided my troubled heart to land
She’s given me shelter
’Til I’m able
To bury my ghosts in the sand
So I say, baby, baby
You sure look good in the summertime
Baby, baby
Won’t you always be mine?
I’ll be all that you need to get by
I’ll be all that you need to get by
About the Author
Christine Hughes spent much of her childhood losing herself in books and creating stories about many of the people she’d met. Falling in love with literature was easy for her, and she majored in English while attending college in New Jersey.
Not sure where her love of reading and writing fit, she became a middle school English teacher. After nine years of teaching others to appreciate literature, she decided to take the plunge and write her first novel. Now at home focusing on making writing her new career, she spends her time creating characters and plot points instead of grading papers.
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