May, 2009
A Character
Submitted by snowflake14 on Thu, 05/07/2009 - 14:21.I sat, unmoving, my children’s hot breath and tears felt on my neck and through my thin, dirty clothes. The weight of them leaning into me and onto my shoulder increased my desire to collapse. Though I denied myself the relieving tears, the ones that would let the emotion seep out and free some tension…some pain.
