Stopping, I turn it so slowly that it takes forever to make the rotation.įinally, I feel the latch click over, and I pull the door open. Turning the knob, it squeaks a little, and fear washes over me. I could get in a lot of trouble for this. My hand reaches for the knob, grips it tight, then…I still. I get what I need, slide the chair back in, and make my way to the back door. Getting a chair from the small dining table, I stand on it and reach for the top shelf. Tiptoeing down the stairs, I sneak into the kitchen. Kneeling down out of sight for a moment, I stand quickly and creep to the doorframe. He stumbles, falls, and crawls out of my sight. Turning around, I stand a little, peek over the edge of the window, and see him walking fast by the side of my house. Closing my eyes tight, I cover my ears and sing to myself. To all the people who have loved someone that did not deserve it.Īnd finally, to every person who has followed their heart down the path less travelled. To anyone who has ever loved unconditionally.
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