Daniel took me for a walk outside. He stopped at the car and turned to face me.I apologize. I believed he had told me the entire tale.You trusted him.I ought to have inquired more.”You know to do so now.
I requested a ride to the memorial from him.
He didn’t switch on the radio while driving.
I paused in front of the stone at the memorial honoring those who had never returned home.
At the base, I set my white rose.
I didn’t put down our picture for the first time.
I pulled it out of my handbag and looked at our youthful features.I said, “I did love you.” “I won’t apologize for that.”
Daniel stood a few paces distant.
I returned the picture to my purse.
I noticed another plane via the window on the way home. Out of habit, my hand went to my heart.
