One Day in December

by Josie Silver

I’m going to be a goner when my metabolism catches up with me.

“I always say I only have a brother whenever anyone asks. I feel disloyal not mentioning her, but it’s easier than telling people the truth.” She’s calmer now, drawing in slow, shaky breaths.

If we tell Sarah, it’ll only be to salve our guilt. And do you think that’s a good enough reason?”

It’s going to be okay. Let’s just get there first, you and me together, one step at a time.”

I told him that there comes a point where you have to make the choice to be happy, because being sad for too long is exhausting. And that one day, you’ll look back, and you’ll not be able to remember exactly what it was you loved about that person.”

“But I also said that sometimes, rarely, people can come back into your life. And if that happens, you should keep those people close to you forever.”

I don’t have the kind of nails that grow; only women with the same kind of nails will understand.

You tread lightly through life, but you leave deep footprints that are hard for other people to fill.”

It seems like after the funeral everyone else just gets on with their lives and you have to find a way to get on with yours.

It’s not fair that his success should mean I lose so much I hold dear.

It’s strange, but you never stop caring about someone, even if you don’t want to be with them anymore.