6:26<\/p>\n
Meredith elbowed her eBay through the screen door and placed the remnants of her dinner on the counter. She had been sitting on the veranda for hours but it hadn’t really had any effect on her mood.<\/p>\n
But then she really hadn’t expected it too. Odd. She really hadn’t felt this way since that incident with Barney but of course, it was just a continuation of that sordid event wasn’t it. <\/p>\n
The antique dining room table was just as she’d left it. The dark wood inlayed with elegant traceries and polished to mirror finish contrasted with the dilapidated cardboard box and and it’s even more disreputable contents. It had been 2 days since shed deposited it there and 12 hours since she had mustered up the courage to open it and flip through it’s contents. The unwanted feelings that were engendered by the simple fact of its existence still ebbed and flowed through her psyche like the turbulence at the base of a giant cracked dam and she feared the dam could not hold much longer.<\/p>\n
She knew it was time to give in, open the floodgates, and hope and pray that after the pain and destruction, the waters would once again run clear and clean. And that would be worth it. Years of aching and doubt washed away in one cleansing wave, with the flood waters bring renewal and new life. She knew it was time and yet the godfather of all emotions held her back from hope or succor.<\/p>\n
Meredith was still afraid. After all these years and all that unending struggle to stay sane, to retain her pride, and to prove to herself she had not been broken, Meredith was afraid.<\/p>\n
And yet the box remained on her elegant dining room table, destroying any hope that she could recede once more into the depths. The box, and it’s contents demanded she face that fear because there was no longer any escape, no longer anyplace to hide.<\/p>\n
The beaver had seen to that.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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