She Regrets Nothing

by Andrea Dunlop

imbroglio,”

quotidian

A sudden death, though preferable in many ways to a drawn-out one, leaves no chance to hide anything.

multitudinous

ennui—stopped

A part of her could imagine being happy in her solitude. She could work and read and travel alone. It could be a lovely life, in a way.

She felt decades older than Nora, knowing all the small ways you could die a little each day with the wrong person.

The domesticity of the errand made Laila’s heart ache.

“Everyone back home say, Ah, Isaac, people in New York, they so haad, but I say no. People in New York always weepin’ over love.”

ennui,

THOSE MOMENTS that precede a catastrophe are always the calmest in our memories; whatever quotidian worries we were gnashing between our teeth before are blown to dust in our recollections.

portentous

Done in a pompous or overly purposeful manner

it struck her anew that, in losing one person, they had, in fact, lost many. A best friend, a fiancée, a daughter, a sister.