Michael Bach

M-U-R-K.

With the two dots over the U, the... I'll never remember the term for that.

I grab my pills and head out.

And... The woman is standing in the corner of the bedroom.

And her eyes are wet like she's been crying...

And she opens her mouth and she says, now we can be together.

In English, very broken.

So I can understand her, but the accent is obviously Russian or Estonian.

And I really do not remember how I got past her.

I've blanked it out.

She was very close to the doorway, so I would have had to go right by, so I must have.

That would have been the only way out, but that one small part of the scene has never come back.

So it could be maybe that something bad happened, like maybe she reached out to touch me or something, and I can't deal with that, so I've wiped it out.

The next thing I do remember, I was in the car driving back, and I was so shaken up I forgot to put my headlights on.

People were signaling me, and I finally understood.

That was it.

I never saw them again.

But it was a lot of years with me having dreams about the way I thought she might have ended.

which was taking the rest of the poison in that bottle.

Because I seem to remember there had been a little bit left in there when I picked it up, and that I could deal with.