I looked at that indent with loss so deep nothing could fill it.

It told a story. A simple one, for sure, but with so much meaning. It was dug into the ground with longing, I like to think. The worst thing was happening and a fight to hold on began, begging that it would be over, that it was a dream. Then the tears began as realizationContinue reading “I looked at that indent with loss so deep nothing could fill it.”

He could feel beads of perspiration form on his forehead as he slowly…

…drew a block from the Jenga tower. He wanted to win so bad, and this time after so many weeks of playing against Carl he felt like he had a chance. He hated when Carl, after yet another victory, would prance around the dorm room while calling everyone a loser. Jen would just shrug itContinue reading “He could feel beads of perspiration form on his forehead as he slowly…”

She cries alone at night too often…

He smokes and drinks and don’t come home at all… “So what are you gonna do?” Jimmy watched Ben line up another shot at the pool table. “I think I’m gonna talk to her.” Kreiger studied Jimmy as the sat at the bar. “You know how he gets when he’s drunk. Are you sure youContinue reading “She cries alone at night too often…”