Lost
Slowly she turned around the key, her hand was shaking. She imagined that she was going to feel nothing at any time. There was no hope for a lucky life, yet.
Also slowly she went inside the house, without switching the light on.
The darkness fit perfectly her mood and she was sure, that there was nothing in her way. Tony and she were not in hurry that morning, so everything was tidied up.
This morning....
This time they have stayed together. They have been lucky...
Like everyday he sat on the bed and gave her a gentle kiss in her hair to wake her up. When she opened her eyes she was able to see him, there was his stupid "I-love-to-see-her-sleeping-grin", she loved so much.
There was nothing else for her to do than to smile back and gave him a kiss, too.
"I love you so much.", he whispered in her hair when he hold her tightly in his arms.
She felt warm everytime he does this.
Now it was cold, so cold.
Home was no real home without him.
Her Tony, her husband, her beloved.
Michelle Dessler lost her husband because he commited treason for her.
"Baby, you are alive and nobody got hurt because of what I did. Now that is more than I hoped for. I can live with that, even in prison."
He could live with it, but Michelle could not.
~ fin ~