We yell until each of us is hollow. Christine is sobbing. Her sobs are hoarse and guttural. She is empty and has no more words and I no longer have to fend against them.

She shivers and I touch her. She is cold and I fetch a sweater from the bedroom. With a handful of kitchen towel she mops at her face, at the snot and tears.

The sweater is too big and sitting she pulls at herself from inside. I place my hands on her shoulders and press down gently, an effort to still her.

I feel remorse, it fills the hollow inside, I am full to brimming with it when Christine turns, ready for regret.



2 thoughts on “RECONCILIATION

  1. chrisnelson61 December 9, 2013 / 4:21 pm

    This is incredibly powerful. You have done well to capture such universal emotion in such a short piece.

  2. markrenney1 December 9, 2013 / 6:37 pm

    Wow Chris – thank you much for your kind words. Regards Mark.

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