Trying...

“I’m trying,” he said.

He was
trying? Trying what? I’d heard those words before, words of trying.
I wasn’t like some god damn pair of shoes that you tried on. Hmm, I tried them
on, but decided I didn’t like them. I wondered why when I fell in love, I knew,
and yet the men I loved wanted to try. If they had to try and love me, it
wasn’t enough.




Lisa Loomis (Casanova Cowboy--a novel) Available on Amazon