Unflinching reflections
Written by: Kits
Everyday he came to the same spot to stand and stare into the mirror. His reflection showed him an unshaven face, haggard eyes and drooping shoulders. Like life had beaten the shit out of him and he was still taking more hits than he could possibly handle. His wife had left him six months ago taking their daughter along. Her parents had never liked him. Always the sniping remark subtly concealed with concern and worry. The thin line had been treaded very carefully, just the right hint of disdain, never too much. It didn’t matter, he felt like a jackass anyway, unworthy of them and their daughter.
Now she was gone and with her his Candice, blonde and blue -eyed. The eyes he had given her. The hair was a throwback from her genes. All the Amsworth family had black eyes, never blue so his Candice stood out like a flame amongst all the black haired cousins. She was his beacon and she had been snuffed out from his life.
A decision, a choice, made unwisely and you are made to suffer endlessly for it. His choice had been to start the meth lab. Make the money whilst you can. Hiding it had been easy. Keeping it afloat harder. And it was so easy to sell too. His reflection had begun to look better. He was the picture of health, eyes bright and shoulders holding strong too. The profits had come in quick. He had finally bought her that necklace she had been yearning for. Candice had worn the best clothes.
Then the questions had started. He hadn’t given the right answers. His mistake. One minute is all it takes really, for a life to get turned upside down.
