Here are the first 2 paragraphs. I would invite any constructive criticism - please be gentle! I don't want to give anymore away as jumps into action fairly quickly.
‘A fine line separates deep sadness from the absurd’. Those had been his parting words. In truth, they had been his only words, yet they carried the weight of the world and an infinite possibility of conversations within it. I didn’t respond. My eyes closed and a small tear rolled gently down each cheek towards my mouth. “So this is how sadness tastes” I said softly. A damp, bitter, salty pill. No sweet resolve.
My eyes opened tentatively with the arrival of dawn. I lay there, still. Allowing the thoughts, dreams and the somewhere in-betweens wash over me like a surge of cool air. Rushing in from the tips of my toes to the crest of my skull. Sick to my double knotted stomach as for all the things I couldn’t explain I was certain of this, a storm was coming. Change was imminent and the sense of foreboding would remain a while longer yet.