Forgiven
Read Count : 222
Category : Stories
Sub Category : YoungAdult
She smiles at me as I help her up, her hand falling to her round belly. I smile and ask how long? She says six months. She brings me to her balcony. She thinks she has been forgiven. But as she turns and walks away, I slip behind her and give her a little push Sending her spiralling down Down down down Into the cold deep water And I wonder if she feels as cold as I did When I found out that she had been the one responsible for the loss of my child. 'I forgive you', I whisper into the still lake below.
