Post by Teresa Moreno on Feb 26, 2007 11:48:05 GMT -5
Teresa gulped back the rum. "5 years today," she mumbled to herself. It had been five years since Richard was killed. She looked upwards and raised her bottle before taking another slurp. Richard was the only person that understood her, the only person she understood. He had been there for her but now she was alone. She looked around the grotty room in disgust, wondering what he would have thought if he saw her in there. She missed him so much. Why was he so cruelly taken away? The anger welled up inside her and she smashed the bottle on the wall in anger.
