Chapter Two
Rory’s alarm blared the coming of a new day. Outside of his second story window, he heard nightingales raise their voices in chorus. Crickets vibrated their hind legs in search of carnal company.
Pulling open one eyelid, he peered out his window to see the moon in the sky. The presence of the celestial deity pulled on the base instincts of the inhabitants of the earth. Rory reached out and slammed the alarm clock until it’s screeching ceased. The bang silenced the birds out on the windowsill. The crickets’ rubbing ceased as they likely scurried away.
Silence ensued, but the bright rays of the moon did not dim. In his heart of hearts, Rory wanted to curse the Goddess. But he knew that his curses would land on deaf ears. The Goddess had not cared to hear his prayers for many y
