Maybe Harris is right. About just this one thing. Just this one time. It costs me to say that, but maybe he is right about the root of this problem. Right, that I just can't believe these two events were unrelated. Just can't accept that it wasn't my father in that electric water, not him streaming through my daughter, not him burning down into me as he walked out onto those tracks and waited there to get killed. Not him hurting us, his flesh and blood even as his life blew away.
I just don't believe it.
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
If I Loved You, I Would Tell You This - Pg 121 : Gaining Ground
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