That night – A snippet…

Him

He gently moved the strand of golden-brown hair

off her forlorn eyes,

intense was his search

as he gazed upon her

whispering: “Let me in, take me to that secret place.”

Her

She didn’t resist, how could she?

He was here now, next to her

after all these lonely years!

She always regretted what had happened

that cold, winter’s night in May.

She remembered him coming into their cottage,

taking off his boots with a thud.

Her body shivered from the echo of the loud bang

……..

By Chriselda Barretto

Find Shorter here

Check out all her books

Sign up her mailing list for reminders to new releases