Askance

My frothy emotional reaction drew a look of askance from their eyes. They didn’t approve of me or anyone wearing their hearts on their sleeves. They swallowed theirs. Hard. Bitter. Final.

I was in the wrong village, at the wrong time. Really, there was no right time. They were all the same. Fathers. Grandparents. All of them… They all preached honesty and swallowed the truth like candy. I don’t know why I let it out like that; I just did. Fuck it!

Dennis Mantin

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