Absence

CHAPTER SIX

June 10, 2001.

She felt different today. Suffocating and restless. It poured outside heavily and only a few cars drove by on the street. The news said it would rain till late in the evening and drivers were advised to drive carefully if at all they had to. She needed to get out before she did something stupid out of desperation. She grabbed her umbrella and tucked in a few change in her pocket.

The rain pounded against her face and head and she was drenched in no time. Her boot made squeaky noises and sprited out water every time she took a step. The noise was funny and it made her laugh. She knew she was strong on the inside but she laughed regardless. She laughed hard till she started to cry. Her shoulders shook violently as she cried under the rain. Each step became more difficult to take as she needed something to hold on to in her great despair.
Nothing seemed right and she craved his touch, his hug, and his kisses on her forehead.

The thought that she could never have that tore at her heart and roughly yanked her heartstrings till she fell to the ground in a heap of pain, loneliness and cold. Time passed by and she just sat on the street floor beneath the heavy rain and cried. In the end, she walked to their bar and ordered scotch on the rocks. Shots after shots after shots and she finally passed out.