Ill Will (Aisle and Error #2)

by Elle Rivers

The trail was covered with roots and rocks, some of which we had to climb on. I had the time of my life and felt challenged in a way walking on the side of the road never could. I was a kid on a playground again. But instead of metal and plastic below my feet, it was all the earth itself.

I didn’t know if I was an idiot or if this was how marriage worked. Was it a symphony of mistakes until you got it right? Or was I careening into pain? Apparently, I didn’t care. I wanted him anyway.

I’d waited for this moment. I didn’t know I had, but there was the truth. It was why I kept picking up books that could make me feel a mere fraction of what love could be. And now I had it. I really had it.