Descent

His friends welcomed him with open arms and a bottle of beer when he joined them in their favourite pub, the evening he discovered his wife and his son had left him. He slept well that night, deep and dreamless and alone, and next morning, the sharp sting in his chest when he became aware of the emptiness beside him hurt only a little worse than the hangover pain in his head. Continue reading

Embers

He put it off for years, the conversation they should’ve had – the one about failures and disappointments, violations and damage that would never heal, about what went wrong for decades, the one conversation that would hurt and change them forever. Continue reading