Committed To Listening
Resolved to uncover whatever secrets the tape held, I steeled myself for what might come. “No matter what’s there, I need to know,” I told Karen, determination sharpening my voice. She gave a slow nod, fully aware of the weight pressing down after more than a decade of unanswered questions. With that, I pressed play again, fear still present but outweighed by the urgency to confront the truth the past had hidden from me.
Committed To Listening
Sarah Steps In
Just then, my phone buzzed with a call from Sarah, my closest friend. “Hey, are you holding up?” she asked, her voice carrying the kind of calm I badly needed. “I could use some company,” I admitted quietly. Within the hour she was at my side, arms full of snacks and her unwavering presence. “We’ll get through this together, alright?” she promised as she settled onto the floor beside me. With her there, the suffocating weight I carried felt just a little lighter.
Sarah Steps In
