The final Curtain Call
Suicidal and trapped I sat on the couch until the sun set and the clouds disappeared; the moon rose and the wind rushed and whirled around the house with an angry vendetta. When the phone rang I held my breath and felt my heart stop pumping. My disappointment doubled and tripled every time as my heart sank when it was not Kobie’s voice. I never gave up. The image of his loving gestures and embrace sat by my side and could not be removed. In my head I lived and re lived every moment of our... Sign in to see full entry.