She Was Fading


It’s not a feeling that I’m used to. No one I know has died except for her. I’ve watched the movies and heard the songs, but nothing has ever come as close as this.

It’s not a feeling that creeps up on you; death isn’t that subtle. It hit me like a brick wall.

I was washing the dishes and I felt it. Caroline was really dead. She was gone. Forever.

I collapse in the middle of the kitchen. Crow heard me fall and came over to help. He says I’ve broken my finger and need a brace. I’m sobbing like no man should and he had to physically carry me to my bed.

He tries to help but he can’t really; there isn’t a Neosporin for the heart.