“All I’m saying is if she had tried a little harder to keep him happy; fixed herself up, put away the booze, who knows? Things might be different. She never tried to make him stay.”
Venom spewed forth from my lips, “You know NOTHING! You are nothing but a stupid, senile, old hag! Get out of my room!”
“Missy, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean anything by it”.
“GET!” I leaped from the bed and shoved at her with flailing arms.
Speechless, she limped from the room, me slamming the door behind her.
I stood there, stunned. An invisible energy raced down my limbs, sapping every ounce of strength.
My knees buckled.
With a thump, I collapsed to the floor, staring at the ceiling above. Beams of light shone though the window and danced a musical game on the wall.
He was gone.
Again.
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