Stuck in a story

For three nights, I listened to her life story over and over again. I learned how love comforted her and I learned what she feared most. Every night, she lived through each chapter of her life, clinging to the fading memories as if it was all she had left.

Lockdown Finale: The midlife breakdown (and how I almost massacred a flock of Hadeda’s)

My fragile ego wanted to explode, wanted to shut her down and call her ridiculous. I had not even shouted at her, what was she on about? The problem was that she was being too damn sensitive and dramatic? And besides, there was a lot of work to be done and no time for this nonsense! But she continued to stand there, holding onto her courage like it was all she had, and told me again, “I can’t.”