The
coup de gras which crashed the house of cards happened in May. It was a Monday. An innocent comment was made. It was simple conversation between friends. Similar exchanges happen every moment of every
day around the world. The cause of the
crash wasn’t even part of the discussion.
She was in the right place at the right time to overhear. After hearing, she had to speak loudly.
As
she berated, he sat there too stunned to move or reply. With a face that registered no emotion, he
sat, endured and absorbed the barrage. He
heard every word but his mind processed faster than she could spew venom. As her salvos crashed upon him, he thought, “This
is my breaking point. I really can’t do
this anymore. I won’t survive the year. I really can’t do this anymore.”
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