The first cat he loved died when he was young.
Time weathered. Age hardened. Pain grew familiar.
But after the divorce, the scratch that cat had etched into his toddler-sized ring finger started stinging, and that wailing child reemerged, scarred by something he had assumed was exclusively soft and warm.
Tim Weighart grew up near Boston, but he lives in Colorado now. He enjoys words, and the trials that come with finding the right ones.
Tim – Very well done. Touching.
Thank you Whit, I’m glad you enjoyed it!
You can feel the edge getting sharper with each word – nicely done.
I appreciate the compliment Donna!
Beautiful
Thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed it Alidon.
As someone who has experienced divorce, this is painfully beautiful. Felt every poignant word in my bones.
I’m glad that it resonated with you, Rachel; thanks for reading.
Expertly executed. Kudos!
Thank you Shoshauna, I really appreciate it!