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Heading
downstairs
,
I
glance
at
the
great
room
,
thinking
how
only
hours
before
I
had
rested
my
head
on
his
shoulder
as
he
played
the
piano
.
So
much
has
happened
since
then
.
I
have
had
my
eyes
opened
and
glimpsed
the
extent
of
his
depravity
,
and
I
now
know
he
’
s
not
capable
of
love
—
of
giving
or
receiving
love
.
My
worst
fears
have
been
realized
.
And
strangely
,
it
’
s
liberating
.
The
pain
is
such
that
I
refuse
to
acknowledge
it
.
I
feel
numb
.
I
have
somehow
escaped
from
my
body
and
am
now
a
casual
observer
to
this
unfolding
tragedy
.
I
shower
quickly
and
methodically
,
thinking
only
of
each
second
in
front
of
me
.
Now
squeeze
body
wash
bottle
.
Put
body
wash
bottle
back
in
rack
.
Rub
cloth
on
face
,
on
shoulders
…
on
and
on
,
all
simple
,
mechanical
actions
,
requiring
simple
,
mechanical
thoughts
.
I
finish
my
shower
—
and
as
I
haven
’
t
washed
my
hair
,
I
can
dry
myself
quickly
.
I
dress
in
the
bathroom
,
taking
my
jeans
and
T
-
shirt
out
of
my
small
suitcase
.
My
jeans
chafe
against
my
backside
,
but
quite
frankly
,
it
’
s
a
pain
I
welcome
as
it
distracts
my
mind
from
what
’
s
happening
to
my
splintering
,
shattered
heart
.
I
stoop
to
shut
my
suitcase
and
the
bag
holding
Christian
’
s
gift
catches
my
eye
,
a
model
kit
for
a
Blanik
L23
glider
,
something
for
him
to
build
.
Tears
threaten
.
Oh
no
…
happier
times
,
when
there
was
hope
of
more
.
I
take
it
out
of
the
case
,
knowing
that
I
need
to
give
it
to
him
.
Quickly
,
I
rip
a
small
piece
of
paper
from
my
notebook
,
hastily
scribble
a
note
for
him
,
and
leave
it
on
top
of
the
box
.
This
reminded
me
of
a
happy
time
.
Thank
you
.
Ana
I
gaze
at
myself
in
the
mirror
.
A
pale
and
haunted
ghost
stares
back
at
me
.
I
scoop
my
hair
into
a
bun
and
ignore
how
swollen
my
eyelids
are
from
the
crying
.
My
subconscious
nods
with
approval
.
Even
she
knows
not
to
be
snarky
right
now
.
I
cannot
believe
that
my
world
is
crumbling
around
me
into
a
sterile
pile
of
ashes
,
all
my
hopes
and
dreams
cruelly
dashed
.
No
,
no
,
don
’
t
think
about
it
.
Not
now
,
not
yet
.
Taking
a
deep
breath
,
I
pick
up
my
case
,
and
after
placing
the
glider
kit
and
my
note
on
his
pillow
,
I
head
for
the
great
room
.
Christian
is
on
the
phone
.
He
’
s
dressed
in
black
jeans
and
a
T
-
shirt
.
His
feet
are
bare
.
