In the Unfolding Story
We took another break to allow everyone to process the new reality we were dealing with. My ex shifted about, his facial expressions reflecting his efforts to comprehend. Others whispered their thoughts, their words like little question marks. At the time, we were all attempting to understand this transformation by reading between the lines. We were all hanging in this precarious balance, and although nobody really understood what would happen next, there was a lot of expectancy in the air.
In The Unfolding Story
Awaiting the Final Words
The audience appeared to tremble with expectation as the lawyer’s last remarks approached. Unable to conceal his feelings, my ex appeared disoriented while he sat. People exchanged looks, most likely attempting to make sense of nothing. I couldn’t help but wonder what else would influence this brand-new universe that was presented to us today. Would this last turn prove to be the most significant? Uncertain yet eager to find out, we waited.
Awaiting The Final Words
