Coming home to this empty silent house, it is no longer home, is now always bring to mind the song “Still In Saigon” by The Charlie Daniels Band:
…All the sounds of long ago
Will be forever in my head
Mingled with the wounded cries
And the silence of the dead…
Karen's soul filled this place. I could 'feel' if she was in it or not. I never told her that.
Now it is just empty, as am I.
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