Edith Hughes-Hill
Brent Hylan Hughes, a handsome professional and fun loving man awakens naked in the bed of a gorgeous unknown woman.Was it just another night of drinks and fun or much more? Brent finds comfort in the childhood memories of his ancestors as he struggles to explain lost hours. Subsequently Life becomes more complex. In search of clarity, he gains wisdom, love, renewed friendships and a Faith in God he never imagined existed.
Memories Lost And Found is the debut novel of Edith Hughes-Hill. She is a retired Charitable Organization Administrator and Business Owner. She has been inspired to utilize her talents to spread God's Word in an enjoyable yet duty bound way.
Hughes-Hill divides her time between her homes in Philadelphia, PA and Pleasantville, NJ. She is married and has one son.
The early-morning sunlight refuses to be denied entrance. It struggles through the bamboo shades and slithers across the room with a deadly determination. It defies all barriers. Alas, it reaches its target. I grimace at first even though the sun’s rays are like lips placing warm kisses on my face. But as its warmth reaches my closed eyelids, I attempt to prevent the inevitable … awakening. I pull the covers over my head and the rays begin to tickle my now exposed toes. Just give me a couple of minutes more, I think, as if something will hear me and can roll back the morning light. I open my right eye, scratch my thigh, yawn, and with great effort, force my left eye to follow suit.
I lazily look around the room. My eyes are groggy. I mentally force my eyes to focus on my surroundings. Initially the white antique dresser against the wall attracts me to my left. The sun’s reflections cast rainbows off the dresser’s mirror. I am mesmerized by the frenzy created by these colorful light beams. They seem to dance to a symphony. Their joy and exuberance amazes me. My mind finds various images among the dancing beams. I fantasize I see pixie ballet dancers twirling and leaping. I could lay here and be entertained by the mental illusions created by these light beams for hours. My eyes continue on their lazy journey. Beside the dresser is the green chaise lounge in the corner, the green-and-white cookie jar lamp seated on the end table next to the chaise, the yellow-and-green tie-back curtains hung crisply on either side of the bamboo shades, the half-closed closet door … yellow-and-green tie-back curtains? My curtains are blue! I sit up in the bed and take in a rapid panoramic view of the room. Good God Almighty! Where am I?
In the bed beside me asleep is an unusually attractive woman. She appears to be between twenty- five and thirty years of age, five feet seven or eight inches tall, and about 160 pounds with long sandy blond hair spread out on her pillow.. My mind rapidly flashes backward. Nowhere in my recollection can I summon any memory of this beautiful woman or of my present surroundings. Who is she, and how did I get here? My mind is still foggy from sleep. I have never been able to function well fi rst thing in the morning until after I have showered. I ease my six-foot, slender, muscular frame out of the bed and step carefully onto the plush carpeted floor in an attempt not to awaken this beautiful, mysterious woman. Conversation is the last thing I want right now. I realize I am naked but decide this isn’t the time for modesty. My limbs are not in full cooperation with my body, and I force myself to be steady. An alarm in my head goes off to alert me to be mindful of this unfamiliar place. The environment seems pleasant enough. I cannot imagine any foreboding evil. I decide to take my usual twentyminute shower with the expectation that my hostess will be awake when I finish and will perhaps have a pot of coffee brewing. I would do anything for a hot cup of coffee right now. Until I get one, I will take it one step at a time. Very careful steps, but one step at a time! My head, like my limbs, is not yet in full cooperation with my body. Perhaps a warm shower will make some sense of this. How can I not remember a gorgeous woman like this one laying here? I need to find some answers, but I can only think clearly once I have showered and had a cup of coffee. Since there’s no coffee, I will focus on taking a good hot shower. Now where do I find the bathroom? It has to be close by.
