Ch. 12 Lies and Cheerios

He walks around the kitchen

swinging open cabinets

and shutting everything with a bang.

He's too loud,

too fast,

and too rough.

He says

and pretends

that he's okay.

But I know

that as much as he wants to be,

he's not.

I don't say anything.

I just watch him.

Swing.

BANG!

Swing.

BANG!

Swing.

BANG!

Finally, he stops.

There's a box of Cocoa Krispies

right in front of him.

His very favorite.

He stares at it for a long while,

then knocks it out of the way

and picks up a box of Cheerios,

which I know he loathes.

But he'd rather have something he loathes 

over his favorite

because we both know

it was her favorite too.

Author's Note

Let me know what you think so far! Leave a review in the comments! Thanks for reading.
--theladygraceling

Reviews

[Fenix Flight]

Is there More to this story? if not then WOW this was just fantastic! I loved it! like I said in my previous comment on the other chapter. I know the feeling, I can relate. This story is raw and deep and so full of emotions it gave me goose bumps. Its just simply amazing. you are such an amazing writer!!!!!!!

[theladygraceling]

I will be adding some more soon. Thanks so much for reading and for commenting! I'm glad you like my story. It really makes my day when I see reviews like this.

[Fenix Flight]

YAY I will be Looking out for the new additions :-D