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08-11-2015, 07:12 PM
Ranjiri
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"Grief never ends, but it changes. Its a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith. It is the price of love."
I guess I was a little surprised when he turned and looked at me because I expected him to keep walking. I knew I had gotten on his nerves because I'd had an answer to everything he'd spewed at me. But wasn't that how a conversation (or maybe it was an argument) worked?
"Help? Why?"
"Why?" I echoed his question and I guess I wasn't really surprised that he'd question why I wanted to help. I kind of figured if I was in his position and a perfect stranger offered to help me with some issue I was having that I would be curious about why. "...because I want to." I said, still watching him. I didn't want to tell him it was because I felt so bad for him because I had no idea what it was I felt bad about. I just knew the feeling and .... well ... I'd been subjected to his temper and words long enough to know that he wouldn't take well to pity.
I drifted a little bit closer then stopped because I still was unsure about how he would react to me saying 'just because' when he asked why I wanted to help him. "I mean..." And I hesitated again because if I could make any assumption about him from our brief encounter it was that he was volatile and prone to emotional outbursts. I wasn't too keen on being shouted at again. "I just want to help." I said, hopeful that it would be a good enough answer for him. "What's your name?"
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@Cathun
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