She woke before him this day watching him in a restless sleep. What was he fighting? He was a quiet man by nature who led a simple life. Together they had climbed many mountains always reaching the top with gratitude and pride. She softly touched his weathered face and for a moment he stopped his fight and gave in to her love. She got up and left him to his demons while she faced her own for another day. Looking out the kitchen window she saw him mending a fence or building something in his workshop. She saw him playing ball with their son and having a tea party with the daughter that they lost so long ago. A tear rolled down her face as she kept looking out and remembering all he had endured while trying so hard to help her forget. He was a quiet man by nature with a broken heart and haunting dreams....
excerpt from my book “raw emotions” available at www.iuniverse.com or www.amazon.com
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