Sunday Photo Fiction 9-16-2017


Cindy turned from the window.  “It’s over,” she declared, with finality.

“It will never be over.”

“Oh, grow up, Dave!”

“It won’t bring him back, Cin.”

“At least we got justice.”

“Justice? Is that what we just saw?”

“Yes.”

“It doesn’t chance anything.”

“Yes, it does.”

“What?”

“Now we can move on.” The tears started.

‘If you haven’t moved on after twenty years, why the hell will you now?’ he wanted to say, but didn’t.

“The Bible says an eye for an eye,” she insisted in a voice he knew too well, then walked out, slamming the door shut behind her.

He’d been all for killing the man who murdered their father. At the beginning. It had seemed a just and right fate; a place to put all his hurt and fear and rage. But things didn’t always work out the way he wanted.

He’d just watched a man die for killing his father.

No, he would never forget. But, now, he could forgive.

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