Endless
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My hand rests against my forehead as I try to calm down, as I try to rid myself of the vision of Marie in my office, but other memories of my past persist there, waiting for this weakness.
I can’t linger any longer. Putting the car into reverse, I back out of my spot, turning and seeing Marie’s plot in the distance as I back up.
Grief is a process, but guilt is something entirely different. It’s becoming harder and harder to separate the two, and I know why.
She reminds me of him.
Of a boy, I knew long ago. The turn signal seems louder than ever as I wait at the exit to turn onto the highway. Click, click, click.
Each is a second of time that I’m here and they’re not. Click, click, click.
The cabin warms as I drive away, merging onto the highway.
Maybe all this has nothing to do with Marie.
Maybe it’s just the guilt that summons the vision of his light gray eyes from the depths of my memory.
Maybe it’s because I’m to blame for both of their deaths.
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