Sunday

The Pond

Beware the pond my son, for it is deep and black and it will suck you in if you are not careful. It may look save and shallow but that's part of the pond's power of deception. You have to be careful never to go near it for any reason at all.

That was the note my father left me before he disappeared. I do not know what happened and I don't think I want to find out, but I know now that the Pond certainly had something to do with it. The Pond swallows things and people but I do not know why or how to get them out again. I have never walked near the Pond or had any thoughts of doing so until her.

I met her on the way to work. It was a cold rainy day just as always, and she was cycling like a maniac. She almost ran me over which was a good thing because that gave me a chance to ask for her number and name. Eventually, I even worked up the courage to ask her out on a date and as things go in this world, we hit it off almost immediately. We moved from being friends to lovers in two short months. Then one day, she disappeared. The last time anyone saw her was two weeks ago, near the pond.

Tonight, I finally defy the wishes of my father and head to the Pond. I will find them and bring them back, but if I fail, at least we'll be together.

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