Scott is gone.I’ve had two days with this truth. This truth and me, we’re acquainted now, past the shock of our first unhappy meeting and into the uneasy-cohabitation stage. Its barbs are slightly duller than they were that first night, when even breathing felt agonizing and wrong. Tootsie and Marjorie hovered over me, waiting to see whether I’d collapse, while Mama looked on, white-faced, from her rocker by the fire. “Gone?” I would whisper, to no-one in particular. I, too, waited for me to be overwhelmed – but all that happened was what happens to anyone who has lost their one love: my heart cleaved into two parts, before and foreverafterward.

Scott is gone.I’ve had two days with this truth. This truth and me, we’re acquainted now, past the shock of our first unhappy meeting and into the uneasy-cohabitation stage. Its barbs are slightly duller than they were that first night, when even breathing felt agonizing and wrong. Tootsie and Marjorie hovered over me, waiting to see whether I’d collapse, while Mama looked on, white-faced, from her rocker by the fire. “Gone?” I would whisper, to no-one in particular. I, too, waited for me to be overwhelmed – but all that happened was what happens to anyone who has lost their one love: my heart cleaved into two parts, before and foreverafterward.

– Therese Anne Fowler –

Z: A Novel of Zelda Fitzgerald

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