A Place in the Sun

by R.S. Grey

“Oh my Liam Neeson. I’ve been taken!”

life marches on even when we desperately wish it wouldn’t.

I knew it was loads easier to crumble under the weight of grief than it was to stand up with it on your back, but every day you carry it forward you get stronger and stronger, and eventually it doesn’t feel as heavy as it once did.

He offered up a half smile. (I think I peed a little.)

At first, he’d pick a spot across the room from me, but over the last few weeks, I’d been able to coax him closer with flaky croissants. Just like the boat cats.

To have her love and attention was like standing beneath the scorching sun on a summer day: suffocating and sustaining all at once.