He found her on the kitchen floor, slumped against the bag of kibble. “I went to fill his bowl,” she said. “And then I remembered.”
And so I bend down and recover the pieces of my heart… A beautifully rendered, moving scene that so many of us know too well.
How fitting it is that a story read in a moment describes so well a sadness felt in a moment.
Wow, I’ve been there a time or two. It’s horrible, it really is, and your story captures it, though it manages to do so beautifully.