What happens when the one you love is gone? What becomes of you when the only thing grounding you is gone, never to return? Do you become broken? Can you ever really, truly become whole again? Recover from the blow of losing the only thing holding you down to earth?
These are the thoughts running through my mind when the coffin is being lowered into the ground. And I think I know the answers, to most of them anyway.
Question one ~ Nothing. Nothing happens. The world stops turning, day and night blur together, spoken words lose all meaning and turn into a blur. Nothing matters, and in the end, you realise nothing does.
Question two ~ You become lost. You can't do anything, lose your mind, and in the end, you don't care any more. Everything is meaningless, and you don't care what happens to anyone or anything else.
Question three ~ Yes. Nothing else to say there.
Question four ~ No. I've been through it before, and I still haven't gotten over it. And that was over 30 years ago.
Question five ~ I don't know. I don't care.
I just watch, as they finish the ceremony. And I turn away, tears in my eyes, as they lay six feet of dirt over the only woman I ever loved. My wife, my only love.
My name is Horatio Caine, and Calleigh Duquesne is dead.
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