I shot and killed spring
Lying down on his bed, he was awakened by the sweet melody but yet annoying music the crickets made. He sat up and then placed his hands on his face, looking as if he was about to break into tears. Valentina, it shouted in his mind repeatedly, he wondered why it was happening, why now, he wanted this to be the truth, but he just needed a reason not to go back to that place. That place filled him with anger, sorrow and sleepless nights weeping. As much as he resented that place, he knew one day he will have to confront it. He was David and that place he feared so much was Goliath,...