Thursday 7 March 2024

Our Last Morning

I woke up beside her for what would turn out to be the last time, and kissed her cheek, causing her to stir awake, which she grumbled about, as she always did.


I went and started breakfast, while she dealt with her morning ablutions. Once it was made, I scoffed mine, then did my own ablutions while she ate.


Then, she prepared for work, we kissed once more as she left, and I began the chores.


When the police came to the door, to tell me the news, I wondered, if I'd known, what I'd do differently.


Nothing, upon reflection. 

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