Painful Silence


He knew he shouldn’t have.

She was already upset.

But he did it anyways.

He said it.

It was out in the open now.

He felt better; she did not.

Rain on the windshield traced echos of her tears.

He just wanted to get home.

She wanted to explode.

The curve was too sharp; her strike too hard.

In a blink of an eye they were gone.

Arrangements made and fulfilled.

She to Ohio. He stayed local.

Nothing could make it right.

Nothing could be undone.

No words could be taken back.

Six months passed.

Silence. Painful silence.

One fall day, the silence was broken.

“It’s okay Daddy. Let’s go home now.”


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