Where is Murielle? I get up and head with felted steps towards the door, being careful not to bump anything. It’s strange that I’m careful not dis...urbing the silence.The door. The door is closed. However when I went to bed, I had left it open. (I love asleep surrounded by household noises, sounds of voices).I’m recollecting the day before, the tennis party, my enthusiasm of having played well, not having won but having played well. All happy with my game, I had invited my partners for a drink. There was a heavy weight on his chest. He could feel his heart laboring and he found it difficult to swallow around the knot in his throat. Brad almost wished that his heart would stop; the pain was too much to bear. He knew that committing suicide was the coward's way out. His cherished son, Carl, might have understood, but would surely have much preferred he kept on.Brad could hear his wife, Emily, in the living room, sobbing. Jared, his younger son, was in his room doing God knows what.. More

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