Welcome to the Monday Wordle set by Yves at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie
She could not erase her father’s angry words from her mind:
‘Don’t you dare try and deify your actions! That oak tree was hundreds of years old and protected! Then you and that idiot boyfriend of yours go on some personal writing spree and carve your initials deep into the bark in the name of Love!’
She could not entrust herself to reply as she watched him shrivel to a husk of his former self before her eyes, collapsing in a heap on the floor.
The pathology report said that it could have happened at any time. But the guilt weighed like an anchor in her heart.