Tagged: despair

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Despair

“He wasn’t a big time drug dealer or anything, you know? He didn’t have anything worth taking. I knew him.”  My neighbor stopped for a moment, clearly shaken and deeply unnerved.  “Why did this happen to him?  We grew up together…” His voice faded and we sat in silence. It was twilight in summer and...

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Fire and Smoke

There is an icebreaker question used in small groups: “If your house was on fire, what three things would you rescue?“ The sunlight began creeping down our broken blinds, making  its way into the late Sunday afternoon.  I laid on the sofa exhausted, eyelids dragging.  There was a pile of dirty laundry...