Hero for the Day

“God, I love you Fredrick,” Jessica whispered as ecstatic tears streamed her lovely face, “but, never do anything that stupid again. I couldn’t imagine losing you…”

I held Jessica close to me, savoring all she was, savoring this moment and burning it into my soul. It seemed like forever that I felt a woman’s love this honestly. Fred didn’t deserve her, nor did he deserve the honor for bravely ending the hostage situation at the bank. It was all me, using his body to do it. Once I leave it, he will remember all of it as a dream. I’ll remember it forever though. “I love you too, Jess. More than I’ll ever be able to truly show you.”

I kissed her sweet lips, tasted her tears and our passions upon them, savoring her for one more moment before letting my soul detach from Fred’s body; from these lives that just for a few days, I made a bit better. I let go, but it was harder this time. Jessica almost made it worth breaking my self-appointed rule about possession. Almost.

I let go completely, and let my scared body call my soul back like a lodestone. I cried silently once I was back in my broken prison. More from the loss of her than my condition; a coma I am aware of but haven’t been able to wake from. Tomorrow, I will slip into someone new, and make them a hero for the day. For purpose. Because I can.