He still trusted his strength and his memory, but not his judgement. That part was no longer with him. It escaped somehow when he wasn’t paying attention.
Standing there, shriveled, he notices the cleaners didn’t put enough starch in his shirt; he needs the added back support these days – spineless, you see.
Her father stood up from his seat slowly until he towered over the Mayor whose head now reached no higher than the Butcher’s paunch. And like the volcano that created their island, he erupted...
There was no one to greet him when he got off, and while everyone was looking forward to the eager hugs and long-awaited kisses of loved ones, he looked back at the train that brought him to this point.
She never questioned the visions or voices trapped in his head, even when their meaning escaped her.
She could no more fill it with food and drink than one can fill an entire living-room with only memories of the departed.
She was becoming translucent, only a faint outline remained barely strong enough to hold in the memories.
In the beginning, many of our days were spent in comfortable silence because I didn’t speak your language and although you spoke mine, you refused to indulge me.
The night began with her scent, faint and distant. Then it surrounded me as I stood in its birthplace.