ROGUE WRITERS CONTEST - "Fluffy Bunny Feet" [FBF2020]

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My entry...


The early morning sunlight slowly forced it's way through the dusty, old, Venetian blinds...crawling steadily across the clothing-cluttered floorboards until it hit Kevin's side of the bed.

Kevin was not asleep. 
It seemed as if sleep would never again be at hand to rescue Kevin by helping him to smother his demons.
The morning light, for it's part, seemed only to further taunt him with offerings of new shadows to further contrast and define the aged derelict he felt he had now become. 

Keven looked over at his mate, resting silently beside him. Karen was still as beautiful as the first day they had met. That day...a day now long past...and remembered for nothing beyond Karen...held the genesis of all his most treasured memories.


Years ago, in what seemed to be by the purest serendipity, they bumped into each other in that quaint little shop...in that quaint little town. 
At that moment, Kevin already knew he had found his partner for life...and that they were made for each other.
He knew Karen felt it too...and she did.

From that moment on, Kevin and Karen were inseparable. They did everything together...never concerned about their destination, while simply enjoying life's journey together. 

Of course,...that was all before the accident.

That damned accident...on that damned street...caused by that damned 18 yr. old 'daddy's girl' texting while driving her new BMW 3-Series 328i/Graduation Present. 
The impact in the crosswalk was sudden; unexpected; the damage, devastating and life altering.
Kevin never saw it coming.


The doctors said the leg was severely crushed...with multiple compound fractures to the femur, tibia and fibula. Muscle, tendon and cartilage was irreparably damaged beyond saving.  They said that leg must go.
And from that day forward, Kevin and Karen were never the same together.

That was all well over a year ago...and over that time, Kevin had spent many sad, restless days and long, sleepless nights shuffling between the bar, the fridge and the bed.
Each trip, he felt, took him further and further away from his beautiful mate and all those beautiful days they shared together...before the accident. 

His hygiene suffered greatly and Kevin was becoming tired, ragged and worn out...he smelt of old sweat and stagnant body odor...and now there was the foot fungus. 

And, yet, through it all, here, still, was his faithful partner Karen, resting quietly by his side under the bed....her fluffy bunny slipper ears and fluffy bunny slipper body still looking as fresh, new and beautiful as that day their owner lost the leg that owned her.

I really hate Kevin!

Kevin is the worst.