As a girl and as a writer, I learned early on that heartbreak made for a good story.
I have lost two cows in two months. First, little Luna. Now, my head milk cow, my favorite girl, my Deluxe.
I have decided that good stories are overrated. I would rather have a short story, a haiku. I would rather not have the heartbreak.
They are gone and I am broken. I may not heal. Is this a sign? I will wait until the whiskey-haze subsides in order to decide….
…for now, To Deluxe.