Lost Love

“I’m sorry, honey… it’s over.” He seemed to be speaking in slow motion.

Karen tried to focus but already felt her crystal-blue eyes glaze over. “Don’t… Please.”

I beg you.

“I’m sorry. I can’t anymore.” The conviction in his voice, usually so soft, so wonderfully tender, told her it truly was.

No, not again.

She watched the shock spread across his face as the ground shook beneath him. She watched as he stared back, shock giving way to panic giving way to wide-eyed terror. She watched as the ground consumed him, whole and forever. Another love lost.

The curse still had its hold.

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Author: jackkholt

Film graduate. Lover of lots of good films and quite a few bad ones. Reader. Writer. Novel in progress, obviously.

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