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159 Wishing for the Past

Anne Summer.

I heard a door opening quietly behind me and I allowed my mind to come back to the present as I kept my eyes on the picture in my hand without turning to look at the man I knew would be watching my actions silently from the doorway.

“Thinking of our daughter again. Ain’t you?” He finally asked gently and I sighed softly before turning to look at him.

“It has been seven years, Josh. Seven good years since we sent our daughter away from her home.” I whispered with shame.

“Stop thinking of it that way, Anne. You are only going to hurt yourself more with the guilt of it. Can’t you see what the pain and guilt is doing to my body? I am barely surviving.” My husband called my attention to his body that is now frail and weak and it reminded me again that I am not the only one suffering.

My pain might be more visible because I am a female and I am very emotional, but that he does not cry around like I do does not mean he is not feeling the heat of fire also. Both of us had never
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