For #LineByLineTime : Tearful scenes
Christie sat in her favorite rocker and slowly moved back and forth, staring at the display. “My children loved to do this sort of thing. All three were always making things, drawing pictures, and every Christmas they would make an ornament for the tree. They were so creative, so – so lively, so…” she stopped and began sobbing. “They were so alive, and they’re not anymore. Ronnie, Donnie, Juliet, my babies, they’re gone. James, my husband, they’re all gone. I’m all alone, and I can’t bear it anymore. I can’t stay here anymore, I have nothing left! I want to die! Please, just let me die!” Her throat closed until the last was a whispered scream.