Untamed by Steven Jeral Harris - HTML preview

CHAPTER 62: TRAFFIC

Julia is sleeping on the armchair next to Iva’s hospital bed. The sunlight pouring in from the large, wide, window instantly becomes unbearable to her eyes, so she squints to ease the irritation from the morning rays. She sees two figures in front of the window. These figures are Olivia and Kenya. Both of them are turned away from Julia, gazing outside the window, and talking in a low tone.

Julia scans the room for a moment and spots another armchair, which is vacant at the moment.

“Did my brother leave?” she asks them at the window.

They rotate together, both showing a pleasant grin.

“He went to get some breakfast,” Kenya informs her.

They shift towards the window again. Julia can hear a car horn beeping somewhere outside at afar.

“What’s going on out there?” Julia asks with a yawn mixed with her words.

Olivia turns to Julia, beaming brightly.

“See for yourself,” Olivia says softly.

Julia stands to her feet and slowly approaches the window. She steps in-between them and stare outside at a shocking view. Her breathing takes an abrupt pause when she notices a line of traffic backing up an entire block. The row of vehicles seems to be heading towards the hospital. For some unknown reason, a crowd of people are marching towards their window.

“What’s going on? Is there an evacuation?” Julia asks confusingly and tensely.

Olivia looks at Julia and laughs.

“No child,” she says between chuckling. “They’re visitors.”

“There’s someone important in this hospital,” Kenya adds with a warm smile. “This is a special day. There hasn’t been a gathering like this for over a thousand years.”

The moisture in Kenya’s eyes is beginning to gather.

“Really…” Julia asks. “…who’s here?”

Julia pauses and looks into Kenya’s watery eyes.

“Your daughter…” Kenya replies. “…they are here to see your daughter.”

In the waiting area, Eric hears the beeping of horns as well, so he gets up and takes a look out the window. He cowers behind his forearm for a moment until his weak eyes adjust to the light.

“Guys, you gotta see this,” Eric announces.

Slowly, everyone drag their feet to the window. They all lose their breath when they catch the view outside.

“It’s about to go down,” Maria says.

“I’d never thought it would be so many,” Jessica adds.

Jason starts to laugh a joyful laugh as if he’s receiving a special gift on Christmas.

“Fuck, yes!” Eric says.

Back in Iva’s room, Julia gasps for a second time and covers her wide mouth with her fingers. See watches on as people begin to exit their cars, one by one, and approach the hospital; staring up at their window. A large gathering of people is forming underneath their window. Olivia and Kenya sees Margie, Charles, Sharon, and David leading them all.

They stop underneath the window. Margie smiles at them. Olivia and Kenya smile back at her. The crowd grows drastically by every passing second. These people are from several ethnic backgrounds with several different occupations, yet they’re all here to support their leader. Margie looks over into Charles bright eyes and nods to him.

Charles lifts his pants leg, kneels onto the ground, and then bows his head. Margie lowers to the ground and bows her head also; Sharon and David follow behind them. One by one, starting from the front to the back, the giant mob of people sinks to the ground and bows their heads.

“Kenya…” Julia calls to her. “…what is going on?”

Olivia grabs Julia’s shoulders softly and says…

“Child, we need to have a talk.”

“I’ll listen to what they have to say Julie,” Frank appears in the doorway with the others behind him.

“We are here for you. All of us,” Frank finishes with a smile.

“Come child,” Olivia says as they all escort her from the room and down the hall.

Iva is now lonesome in her room. Everything she is, her conscious, her personality, and her soul, remains submerged inside a dark oblivion. Even in the absence of reality, her mind captures a noise. Unlike the loud car horns, this sound is different because it can’t be heard by ear. This sound is a deep voice that calls to her while she slumbers.

“Iva,” her animal spirit calls her name in a powerful tone.

When her mind detects this voice, the barriers separating her from reality finally shatter. Her lungs expand wide and her back rises up slightly, as if she’s taking a breath for the first time. Her chest contracts and her body settles back onto the bed. Not long after, something miraculous is taking place. Iva completes her journey back into the real world. And in this moment, her eyes reopen…

If you made it this far, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart. I wrote this book back in 2011. It’s been with me for a while. Iva was like a friend of mine that helped me escape reality; all of my characters are. I never finished the second one…yet. I really wish to write books full time. Also, I really want to make this into a movie with Cortney Palm as Iva. This is her Instagram https://www.instagram.com/vegan_actress/?hl=en

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