The kitchen floor gleamed and all the bottles had been removed, the work tops wiped down.
There was a pile of folded laundry on one of the chairs. The table was bare save for a vase, the only one I owned, filled with yellow tulips.
There was a note propped against it. Some food in the fridge. Try to drink as much water as you can. Call me when you’re up Rx
He’d scrawled his phone number at the bottom. I sat down and stared at it, and then at the sunshine brightness of the flowers.
No one had ever bought me flowers before. I didn’t much care for tulips, but he wasn’t to know that.
I started to cry, huge quivering sobs, howling like an animal.
It felt like I would never stop, like I couldn’t stop. Eventually, from sheer physical exhaustion, I was quiet.
I rested my forehead on the table. My life, I realized, had gone wrong. Very, very wrong.
I wasn’t supposed to live like this. No one was supposed to live like this.
The problem was that I simply didn’t know how to make it right. Mummy’s way was wrong, I knew that.
But no one had ever shown me the right way to live a life, and although I’d tried my best over the years,
I simply didn’t know how to make things better. I could not solve the puzzle of me.
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