THE HILL

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The afternoon was hot and the sun was scorching. Life was becoming more and more unattractive to her. Once or twice in the past she had flirted with the thought which now became more and more appealing; what else did she have to lose after the accident which took all she had: everything in her world. The young teenager was probably messing around with his father’s car trying to drive unsupervised, they didn’t see him coming, certainly not Joe. It was a terrible head-on collision so terrible that it went on local news. The stupid teenager came out with nothing but a scratch, she came out with series of dislocated bones in her upper torso but Joe was not that lucky. She watched as the gurney wheeled away her dreams, her entire reason for existence, her love, her life. She desperately wanted to be with him, she wanted to kiss him one last time, she wanted to hold his hand, she wanted to reach out and love him one last time but she couldn’t. When the doctor returned his wedding ring and some of his personal items to her she felt her heart literally was ripped out of her chest. That void still remains. He left without so much as a goodbye; he left with all of her. What hurt her most and kept her up at night was the thought that it was because of her he died that day. She just didn’t feel like driving that day and Joe had just gotten in from the office tired and weak but she insisted that he drive her to the supermarket and he did. “Why did he forget to wear his seatbelt?” a part of her always told her that it could have been her but then again, she wished it was her and not him. His beautiful soul didn’t need to be cut off the face of this earth in such a horrid manner. She was the one with the foul mouth, the extremely short temper, the one with all the bad characters one could look out for in a convicted criminal. Yeah, she was the bad one in their marriage and that’s why it was unfair, so unfair that he had to die instead of her or that dumb teenager.
All these thoughts roared through her that scorching afternoon. She had been flirting with the thought of taking her life and somehow, today felt like the best day to do it. After all, she had lost their home to the bank and the only thing she had left to her name was her old car. They had decided to sell it off after Joe got a new one; the one he died in. now, that old car became her home. With no money, family and will to live anymore she had decided to end the misery where she had first met Joe.

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