I was still standing in the middle the kitchen. Helpless. Crying when Muse came in the back door. Unannounced. I never thought…he surprises me……..
He can see my confusion, my anguish, my helplessness. He can see the drops of my heart and soul dripping. Drip, drip, drip on the floor, mixing with the salt water tears..
Terry, You old fucking coot. Why the hell did ya have to go and die like that today for? We were always supposed to have one more beer and one more smoke on the porch. And laugh…..like we used to….