Happy 2017, Readers! How’s those New Year’s resolutions going so far? I’m doing okay with some of mine, and others not so much. One of them is to post once a week, which will most likely be Friday Fictioneers, and already I am a few days late! I hope you will forgive me.
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Nothing But Sorrow
My eyes flicker open. For a few blessed moments, I feel nothing. Then the sorrow comes and crashes over me like a wave covering the shore, filling me from top to bottom, its weight settling in my stomach. Getting up is so hard.
“You need to eat something,” Mother tells me for the thousandth time. I can’t.
“You don’t need to help in the mill today,” says Father. But work is the only thing that can distract me from the pain.
It’s been one month since the Devil Men took Roy, and I’ve felt nothing but sorrow since.