The Brilliance in Her Eyes

I’d lost the flavor of your voice. That surrender went unnoticed until I heard it again today.

I’d lost the flavor of your voice. That surrender went unnoticed until I heard it again today. The news played the interview, and your presence washed over me as strong as the day we met. In the middle of the waiting room, my vision grew misty with the realization that even after death, more of you could still be taken. Grief never ends.

The nurse called…