I have read this multiple times, each time with the intention of commenting, since that is the only form of payment I can give you for the wonderful gift of this story. But I've found commenting on this installment very difficult because of it's foreshadowing of doom. My head knows that the muse must be obeyed, but my heart has been torn enough by the demise of these characters last year that it rails against it happening again in any form. And that is my, insufficient though it may be, reason for the lateness of this response.
This story in general and this installment in particular is so powerful. The characters true to their natures and their actions and emotions true to the story line. This is a retelling of Romeo and Juliet with Mick and Beth as equally in love and denied the life they deserve because of outside and petty forces. (Perhaps why my personal preference is for Pride and Prejudice)
There are so many powerful lines in this story:
"You're right. I have been avoiding you." A small smile didn't reach his eyes. He spoke in a near-whisper. "Because I made a mistake. I should never have told you I had a plan until I had all the pieces in place. I've been avoiding you because I didn't know how to tell you that I'm not sure I can pull this off. He held Mick's eye, hoping dishonesty would be mistaken for regret.
Josef does have a plan, it's just not one that he likes, but he has decided it is the only way and that he can live with it. Will he, in the end be able to live with it, and what does it mean for Mick and Beth?
She turned and any thoughts Josef had of warning her, of trying to change what was coming, disappeared. She shone. The woman he had spent the last hours with was gone. The real Beth was back, full of life and hope. Nothing he could do would change that, even if he could bring himself to say the words.
Whatever the ultimate outcome for Mick and Beth this passage shows that permanent separation was not an option - life without each each other was not a life worth living.
"Everything has gone as planned. The clock starts now,"
Too bad it's not like most of the clocks in my house - out of batteries.
He craved the absence of feeling no more. She was here again and he could open himself, let her back in, answer the call of his name on her lips, let go. Up the stairs at a steady pace, no longer any need to rush, the memories of their stolen moments banished.
In a few simple words you powerfully convey Mick's emotional struggle over the last year.
So long apart, they were finally home.
Just beautiful!