Danielle Joseph

The Secret

It wasn’t until the thunder clapped that she realized it’d been raining. Her drenched face wasn’t solely due to the tears that escaped her eyes as she stared down the newly occupied hole in the ground. Life would no longer be the same now that her soulmate was gone. His sudden inexplainable and rapidly progressing illness shook the foundation of the family and caused administrative crisis for their business. Yet she silently sighed relief knowing that she had urged her husband to complete his last will and testament in the past months so all was not lost. She slightly shifted her feet as the moistened ground began to give way to her weight, the mud now making its way into her shiny patent leather Louboutins. This was probably a good time to head back to the car she thought, to find some semblance of shelter, heat and repose. Each step away from the grave felt like moving in slow motion, weighted and sustained. Leaving her life-long partner in his final resting place meant she now had to face the world alone, but then again, where were her children?