Meet me Halfway
S.J. Distritomy comatose husband wakes upwhen he opened his eyes
All I wanted was to release the bottled-up emotions that occupied a bigger part of me.
A few minutes passed before I realized that I didn't even bother to turn the switch, and someone was with me.
When I lifted my head, I couldn't stop the tears from falling.
Without asking what was wrong, Kyle received me in his arms.
I wrapped my arms around his waist, needing something to hold onto. His presence was enough to remind me that I wasn't alone.
He stroked my hair, letting me cry onto his shirt.
"Allen," I mumbled, fresh tears springing to my eyes. "My cousin Allen is dead."