The Card
Posted on 2003-10-15
The card from Geoffs parents has arrived, as I knew it would. It's still sitting propped up against my printer waiting to be opened, but every time I reach for it I start shaking so badly that I know I'm not ready to read its contents.
I'm not ready to read the abuse and the accusations, or hear the hurt and anger barely hidden behind their fake smiles and polite niceties.
His parents will always blame me for his death - that's something that I'm going to have to learn to live with.