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Remember how you were mad for motorcross? You'd spend all weekend the track, or fixing up bikes. You loved it so much. Didn't I have something like that; something I loved more than anything else?"
Matt comes closer, the smell of cigarettes and extra-string mints reassuringly familiar. "Me," he says quietly. "You loved me.
My steps feel lighter now and I realize it's because I'm running toward something, and not away from it.
Everyone has an opinion, yet the truth is that no one can really know what is right. No one can predict the future, and so all we can do is make a decision based on the facts we have, and - sometimes on what our heart tells us.
They speak to each other through the magistrate, like warring children communicating through a parent, their words are extravagantly emotive illustrated with flamboyant gestures that are wasted on the empty court room
Gradually, without my noticing, my grief has changed shape; from a raw, jagged pain that won't be silenced to a dull, rounded ache I'm able to lock away at the back of my mind.
You must remember that he was a boy. That he had a mother. And that her heart is breaking.
How fast can you run?
When you really have to?
In heels and a work skirt, with your bag banging against your side: how fast?
When you're late for your train and you have to get home, and you race down the platform with seconds to spare: how fast can you run?
What if it isn't a train you're running for, but your life?
If you're late home from work, and there's no one in sight. If you haven't charged your phone and no one knows where you are. If the footsteps behind you are getting closer, and you know, because you do it every day, that you're on your own; that between the platform and the exit you won't see another soul.
If there's breath on your neck, and the panic is rising, and it's dark, and cold, and wet.
If it's just the two of you.
Just you, and whoever's behind you.
Whoever is chasing you.
How fast could you run then?
It doesn't matter how fast.
Because there's always someone who can run faster.
Life, changing with a single word. A single lie.
I let his words fall around me like music; not understanding every line but enjoying the sound they make.
