Sheer Shock



It is extremely hard to imagine of a day when life does not matter. The day she heard about it, she closed her shop and headed home. She wanted nothing to do with him so she locked herself in her room. Grace, her mother was worried just for a while, she kept herself busy and left June to her thoughts. She thought about him all day. His love was forbidden yet she had been anxious to conquer. She felt like a fool who had wasted so much time and energy.
        She heard footsteps and for a moment closed her eyes. She did not open them for a long while until she felt her cheeks soften from the drops. It had been months since her eyes watered and she felt hopeless. What a shame! A strong woman of great wit and charisma reduced to a caricature because of him. They came just then, they must have been three women, two had children straddled on their back. They claimed ownership and June looked at them in a state of daze. They began fighting amongst themselves, but she would not have any of that. She stood up and walked out of the house.
She did not hear her mother call out to her, nothing mattered in that instance. She was so angry mostly at herself for exposing herself to anguish and heartache. There was a time that her beauty gave her options. When she could choose money over fame or love over money. Today she had been stripped of all that. She had become a laughing stock who had no idea how she could get herself up. It was getting late and she wondered  if anyone would care if she disappeared. Perhaps no one would except her poor mother. She would be lonely and eventually die out of anguish.
There was one other person who would care. She would have so many questions for everyone. She would miss that love that she was trying to escape from. She massaged her womb and felt the rush of blood. She was willing to live just for her. She was not interested in him anymore. They could have him, she no longer cared. She took out her wedding ring just then and threw it into the river. She watched as the water rushed on with no interest in her affairs. How she wished that she could submerge herself into it and disappear. She was too tired and sank low into the grass. What a wasted life!


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