THE HOUSE ECHOES with raised voices, shouting and accusations and desperate pleas for calm that fall on deaf ears. Thereās a roaring in them now when he bursts free of four walls and abject guilt crushing down on his solar plexus and cutting off his ability to breathe.Ā
Ā Ā Ā But the air is no thinner out here, and the guilt sticks like tar, dripping from his joints and coating his lungs and turning his blood to molasses.Ā
Ā Ā Ā He stumbles down the steps and onto the gravel drive, the long road that leads to nowhere, highways and highways and mountains and a dark cloud building over the horizon. Tears obscure his vision, and heās choking on them, off balance and off kilter taking off down the path alone.Ā
Ā Ā Ā He almost doesnāt know to stop for the truck barreling down on him from the other direction, not until itās nearly too late. He skids to a stop, falling over his own two feet and onto his ass, bloodying his elbows and ripping his clothes in the process.Ā
Ā Ā Ā The air smells like electricity. Thunder rocks over the ranch.Ā
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