She told me over the phone something of their struggles. Well, his mostly, for hers can no longer be known. I understand from what I know of him how much he would’ve battled with her gradual slowness, I might even say, bovineness. She told me he often shouted at her, and even dragged her along the floor. It sounds terrible, but caring isn’t a skill that everyone has. Or should I that wish to care? There was little intimacy between them. They stayed together because is what people of their generation, usually did. I am sorry. Sorry for both of them. She is in a home and, from what she told me, is not fighting it. I hope that they are both more content. And may her end be a gentle one.
