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Open the door, Rose

CL Gillmore
Excerpt from the novel, “A Friend Request,” by CL Gillmore
“For a few surreal moments, I stood—cell phone in hand—rereading the last text.
‘Open the door, Rose.’
Open the door?
Oh, my God.
Was this a dream… a fantasy?
I placed the phone on the nightstand and padded across the carpeting to the door. Placing the palm of my hand against the smooth dark wood, I closed my eyes and sent a fervent, child-like prayer heavenward.
“Dear Jesus… please let Jake be standing on the other side of this door.”
My hands trembled. My fingers fumbled with the lock. I grasped the knob and pulled the door open.
There in the hallway—wearing a white, button-down shirt, untucked over a set of faded, blue denim jeans, a brown leather tote in his hand—stood Jake Richardson.
His deep blue eyes met mine… more beautiful than I remembered. His hair—long, thick, now streaked with gray and silver—brushed the collar of his shirt. A full, graying mustache outlined his generous lips.
“Hello, Rose.”

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