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The Shutting Door

I understand why she did it. She was in distress, and the end of her tether. I feel for her, even then, in all my hurt at what was essentially a rejection, I felt for her. She had to do it. To shut me and all that I came with, out. So she did. But she did ask him to call me, to explain, as best he could. It was something. Some thing.

By Ellen Bell

Artist and writer currently living in Aberystwyth.