Two Or Three Things I Forgot to Tell You
““NOT GOING ANYWHERE”
This time, she would not be a coward.
Taking up the little knife. But her hand shook so, she had to steady it with her left hand. A pulse began to beat hard in her throat.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
The touch of the cold steel against her feverish skin. A touch that did not feel razor-sharp so much as consoling.
Never again to sleep, not a natural sleep. Pulses beating in her head, which would have to be silenced.
Terrible thoughts like furious hornets.
Excuse me, honey—important ...call.
Excuse me, honey—important call.
Hearing again the cell phone in her father’s pocket ringing. Hearing again her father’s apologetic words.
Excuse me, honey—important call.
Seeing the look on his face. His eyes.
Seeing how quickly he walked away.
And her mother calling to her—Merissa! Merissa!
But that was finished. Hours ago.
Now the house was darkened upstairs and down and it was a relief to her, the father had gone from her life; and the mother had medicated herself with wine and barbiturates and would sleep while the daughter’s life bled away in silence.MoreLess
This time, she would not be a coward.
Taking up the little knife. But her hand shook so, she had to steady it with her left hand. A pulse began to beat hard in her throat.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
The touch of the cold steel against her feverish skin. A touch that did not feel razor-sharp so much as consoling.
Never again to sleep, not a natural sleep. Pulses beating in her head, which would have to be silenced.
Terrible thoughts like furious hornets.
Excuse me, honey—important ...call.
Excuse me, honey—important call.
Hearing again the cell phone in her father’s pocket ringing. Hearing again her father’s apologetic words.
Excuse me, honey—important call.
Seeing the look on his face. His eyes.
Seeing how quickly he walked away.
And her mother calling to her—Merissa! Merissa!
But that was finished. Hours ago.
Now the house was darkened upstairs and down and it was a relief to her, the father had gone from her life; and the mother had medicated herself with wine and barbiturates and would sleep while the daughter’s life bled away in silence.MoreLess
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