After 18 months it arrived. A letter. From him. And what does it say?
A simple piece of paper with a question mark.
Are you trying to say something or are you torturing me?
And really, you really are the one asking ME questions? YOU who destroyed our family? YOU ARE ASKING ME QUESTIONS?
I think YOU need to be the one answering questions.
I envisioned what would happen if he contacted me. I had hoped it would be him acknowledging what he did and asking forgiveness. I don’t know why I thought that…he’s never been that type of a human being.
So, now I sit here with a piece of paper wondering what it means. It’s just a stark reminder that this is still a nightmare.
I am so sad.