Beauty on the ledge
All of 25, and encompassing all the best features of everyone in our family, she crawled in the early dark hours of the morning, purse in hand. . . car still running with the headlights on, intoxicated, through the isolated desert area that overlooked the city, that she was so familiar with. . . . to the edge of the cliff and held tightly as she pulled herself over the edge. 150' straight drop. . . into a void of land where people dispose of old appliances, mattresses and trash.
Forgive me for my blunt and at times harsh text, but this is how I feel.
I loved her and just moved back to find that after the fact she only lived 2 blocks from me.
Her biggest complaints were that I left her behind when she was 12 and I didn't come back until she was 20. Why did you leave me?
The answers I had were far beyond her maturity level so I could only remind her that I came back.