I am having my morning coffee and reading the paper. Things have been awfully quiet around the house since the last two years every since my relationship between my daughter, Roxanne, and me deteriorated. My work has been ok. Ever since you left the house I cut down on my social life and hardly ever go out as I feel a void in my heart that has never been filled. I am too engrossed in my morning paper as the small lounge is filled with the smell of the hot brewed coffee. It is a warm Sunday morning and since it is rather warm these days I am only sporting a pair of shorts and a t shirt.
I put down the paper as on Sundays I miss Roxanne a lot. Weekdays I come home late from the office. I am involved in the line of construction as a manager at a small firm. Though I am not rich but I do have a comfortable life. Sundays though can be a little difficult as my mind wanders off to the thoughts of Roxanne. It fills my heart with sadness and a little bitterness too. The way things were left between us has never really pleased me. I however do not know that today things will take a completely different turn. That I will be surprised after two long and agonizing years.
I put down the paper as on Sundays I miss Roxanne a lot. Weekdays I come home late from the office. I am involved in the line of construction as a manager at a small firm. Though I am not rich but I do have a comfortable life. Sundays though can be a little difficult as my mind wanders off to the thoughts of Roxanne. It fills my heart with sadness and a little bitterness too. The way things were left between us has never really pleased me. I however do not know that today things will take a completely different turn. That I will be surprised after two long and agonizing years.