day three without him

The transition is tough. It’s weird the things that will set you off. I was at the grocery store and my niece was working, and I thought, “she’ll never see him again” and immediately started tearing up in line. I saw the grave through the back fence when I got home and again, broke down in the driveway.

Sons of bitches, making us love them so much.

Target: 1100 words
Written: 2258 words, novella: The Mungk

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