Lifeless

Loss of a loved one

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She was rocking her baby who snuggled closer to her chest in the gloomy evening. The chill breeze caused goose bumps on her hand, yet her baby, sheltered from the cold wind and lay comfortably, basked her warmth. Her face was expressionless. Her eyes were making the quietest noise, paradoxically, they said nothing but said so much at the same time. The house was full of people hustling, walking, lifting and moving furniture around and there was so much happening around her, yet it was as if there was some sort of shield around her that separated her from all the noise and chaos. She was in this bubble that serenaded her and her baby. She focused her eyes on the grey skies, all set to come down on earth with a storm. A storm she hoped will wash away the reality of her life. She ached for a reset button on her life.  In seconds, tears filled her eyes, yet not a muscle in her face moved; slowly her eyes shifted to the movement of people coming towards the front porch. They were all looking down as no one dared to look straight at her as they carried the lifeless body of her husband in a wooden box. She felt a touch on her shoulders, yet none could ease the pain in her heart, that she thought had stopped beating.  Her eyes did not move along with them, the world outside meant nothing to her anymore. It was just her and her baby. She laid her eyes on her angelic face and kept on rocking,

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