Jasmine's Place Issue No. 19 - September/October 2017 - Page 70

PARADIGM SHIFT BUNGEE She ran, but she could feel the strength of His pull. Could she outrun Him? As I leaned forward to switch off the stereo, the van crossed over the center line just enough to startle me. Navigating through bitter, angry tears, I slowly meandered my way to work. "I don't want to be fettered or tethered or whatever that word was," I said, crying out to the one I was desperately trying to avoid. "Can't you just leave me alone?" The song was turned off, but the words still hung in my head, beckoning to be addressed: 'O to grac HܙX]HX܂Z[HIHۜZ[YHB]]ܘXHZHH]\[^H[\[X\YKۙH[\ܙ HY[] ۙBX]HHHݙN’\I^HX\ ZH[X[] TRSIPBX[]܈H\XݙK&]\[[^HYK]\ۉ›]XX][\[\]\B] [] Y[ [ۈ[HY[˜H[܈YYH˜[Y]X\[\\[Y[ H[YHYKHYH]]\H[Y []\H[Y ^H[\Y\Y\HYH[\›\[]^HH[Z[Y\˂HY\H܈[K܈[۝HYY[]Y[˜\[[و^H\X[Y[ˈ[H\H[HY[ًB\[HYYY[[ۙH[B[[ۈ\YKHY[[›][ܙH[[ܙH]H\]ܚ[\]^Y]^BYX[Y[[Y