Post-Traumatic Stress

By Steven Holding

He’s never been for giving.
Never been for getting, either.
Instead, he clings to the things that shaped him. Holding in the hurt until he’s fit to burst. Saving the shame until the day arrives when he finally finds the one who made him: presenting them with a present, granting a gift of his pain.
He knows it’s just a matter of time.
So, he quietly goes about his business. Knocking at every house in town, handing wrapped packages to eager happy customers.
When the right door opens, he’s sure he’ll be recognized.
Before delivering a surprise that’s long overdue.

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“Twenty-six letters rearranged then placed upon a page never ceases to amaze.” – the writer

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