Vignette 25Mar14

He had not wept, not for years, so when he broke, it was as if a mountainside hadcracked and slid down, carrying everything–trees, homes, lives–into the valley below. His rage and frustration burst throughhis controlswith a powerthat surprisedeveryone, himself most of all. She was silent, wide-eyed in the face ofhis despair. “I tryto be a […]