The Man Within, Chapter 1 – a novella excerpt

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We are coming from the funeral. Mother sits beside me in the car. She tries her best not to cry, but I can still hear her. Then again, it is so quiet in the car, I could hear a spider spin its web. All her efforts to remain strong in front of me were long quashed. Nothing seals the finality of death more than a coffin descending into the ground.

In that moment, it dawned on me that I would never see him again, that it was truly the end. I was forced to let go with each descent of the coffin. It was like watching him die for real. I wished I wasn’t there to see it. All I could do was cry helplessly.

I maintain my gaze through the car window. I avoid looking at mother, otherwise I will also cry. Continue reading “The Man Within, Chapter 1 – a novella excerpt”