My Love Was Gone

I found Rodger

en he saw the urn in my hands,

ent, he had regained

lightly, "Nicole, Jacob is dead, and he cannot come back to l

me to m

my gaze

Jacob had a sudden high fever at m

city dealing with a complicated inte

d him and cried, "J

anceled the negotiation

embrace. He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid.

ll haunted my memory, but the

ed in a low voice, "Alright. I'l

h things and visibly relaxed. The tens

o our home under the pretext that

't ask for

fference wo

d the energy t

ed about Jolene a

without hesitation. He complained

" for Jolene was merely another

ed home and opened the

ad been comple

, Legos, and toy c

painted was covered by

of the room st

front of it, humming

i. Look! I tidied up the place a bit. Isn't it much neater now? Since it

everything before me. "Who gave you permissio

w those things were old and taking up

to me." I force

ne spread her hands. "The garba

ack to me!" I scream

st in at t

ushed me away. "Nicole,

y back slammed against the doorf

, he anxiously checked on Jolene. "A

nd her voice was perfectly tinged with grievance. "I just wanted to tidy up the room and

sneaked a provocat

o make a memor

d body and looked at th

gray, like dense fog or the

froze su

at the palette

ome gritty, bone-like grayish

on shot up my spine

frantically a

nightstand where Jacob'

as e

t box that held my en

ruck me and split m

t as I locked onto Jolene. I asked in a tremb

m Rodger's arms as sh

et go of that box, so you couldn't move on. So I thought I could turn him into art. So he'll