Silence is golden. Silence is golden. I repeated. Please don’t! But the words were out. I saw his loving face contort into pain when the thing in my mouth spoke. It was awake.
This weekend’s Trifextra challenge has asked us to exorcise a demon in 33 words. Dramatic, isn’t it?
I dedicate this post to my outbursts, the many times I say things I wish I didn’t. I speak before I think, much too often. I am as blunt as a thousand-year old sword, but my words are sometimes just as deadly. And once the words are spoken, no “Sorry” however heartfelt, can take them back.