Adrian

Flashes of images hit me in fragments, a girl with whom I fall in love, her rejection, my accident and my revenge against her. I open my eyes like a bolt from the blue to my wife's anxious orbs looking at me with flowing wetness and our baby sleeping in her arms. "Adrian" she aspirates perturbed tracing her hand on my upper arm.

My thoughts again go scattered and befuddled like I am the lone sailor who came back to conscience after a storm that hit years ago. The same agonizing pain strikes me. I hold my head in the suffering and my eyes close automatically giving rise to...