Lump (1)

“And I found a lump,” she said.

There was a sound in my head like tinkling glass as everything inside fell apart.

There should be more to it than that.  I should be able to describe conflicting emotions, feelings, reactions, thoughts.

But there wasn’t anything more.  Only the sound of shattering lives.

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