After You'd Gone

by Maggie O'Farrell

It’s funny, I never thought then that it was one of the last times I’d be living at home with my sisters. I was desperate to leave home, but didn’t really notice when I did. It just kind of happened.”

We got married three years after we first met. I didn’t want to, not really. I agreed only because of pure attrition.

What are you supposed to do with all the love you have for somebody if that person is no longer there? What happens to all that leftover love? Do you suppress it? Do you ignore it? Are you supposed to give it to someone else?