If anybody had told Darlene this morning that there’d be a crying woman in her garden, she’d not believe them. Now she sits there and tries to comfort Maja. It’s not self-pitying tears, she recognises. Frustrated tears.
She marvels at it all. It’s a hard life to live, but from what she gathers they are determined to see it through. For a moment she thinks of her and Justin. Would they’ve worked it through? Then she beats the thought to submission. What matters is Maja.
A young man looks over the fence. It’s Maja’s Jonas and she invites him over.
Copyright C.R.M. Nilsson 2010
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