Posted by: deirdrea | May 13, 2017

Sorrow – by Mary Johnson

I want to share this story with everyone, because I think it’s beautiful. I hope you enjoy it!


I could have killed myself, of course. I could have flung the child from the top of the tower, and flung myself after him. Then all our troubles would have ended. They told me I could live so long as the child lived, but what did I care for the child’s life? What did I care for my own? I could have killed myself, but I did not.

Why not? I have often asked myself, over the years, and I’ve never found an answer. Was I so afraid to die? And, if I was, how did they know I was such a coward? And why would they trust that child to me, whom they called a murderess? I’ve never found an answer to that, either.

Or have I? Maybe a hint of an answer: deep in my silent thoughts, it came to me that the king would be pleased if…

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  1. Beautifully written, I enjoyed reading it.

  2. Thank you so much, Giid! I’m so glad you enjoyed it, and Mary will be very happy. I’ve been loving your photos. 😀

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