The Third Year

[<] [>]  by Deneen Ansley

13 January 2010

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Drabble Challenge #51

Prompt: 2010

The date passed uneventfully in terms of mourning.

I arose, dressed, and packed up the grandchildren for their trip home.

I prepared breakfast, returned calls and text messages, walked dogs.

I conversed with the other love of her life, the friend who‘d mercifully kept me company through the first two anniversaries.

I spoke with my companion who had waited with me through that difficult, life-stealing night.

As the day faded, I busied myself, not even looking up as the hour of her death ticked by.

My mere existence became a testament to her, my hollow eyes unflinchingly facing the void.

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