Category : Stories

Sub Category : Drama

"Is this it? Are we done?" 

Jon stood quietly beside Martha. She was in tears as she nodded. Unable to speak at all. All she wants is to hold him yet she knows, things will never be the same.

Jon moves and sits on the couch. Placing his head in his hands. He knew when he came home something was not right. The way she ignored him, didn't even say hi. She was cold. He knew something was going on, though he dreaded it, he asked her.

She told him it was over.
She loved his brother. 
She loved his brother more than she ever loved him.

Jon had listened only to a few words then everything just blended into one long breath. He stopped listening until her eyes met his and she told him they were through. 

Standing now he grabbed his few things and heads for the door. She sits quietly on a chair, not even looking at him. As he leaves his brother walks up the path. Jon ignores him. Looks down. Already his mind is on that shot of bourbon. Something he had given up because she loved him..no more. Mark said something but Jon was not listening. He walked on.

Arriving at the bar he saw the families damaged by this demon. Saw husband's, boyfriends. Daughters, mother's. He saw them all in a flash, yet tonight, he would join them. Walking to the bar he sat down. The tender asked him what he wanted and he spoke with no hesitation in his voice..

"Bourbon. Neat. Make it a double..."