Shadows of Love

Eyes followed as I walked across the diner.  So did the trail of foul odor and foul whispers. The evidence of incontinence was there for all to see, the darkened path puddled about my body and spreading down my thighs.  Thankfully my jeans were dark.  Thankfully I had been forewarned that this would likely happen sooner or later.  The walk of shame led me to my car, my vehicle to freedom.  The diagnosis of cancer months ago seems to pale in comparison to the treatment.  Sometimes I wonder if I would have prefered to die by diagnosis than to slowly lose my grip on life chasing the cure.  Home I shall be soon where I will be safe from prying eyes, judging eyes; I will be safe from adults that whisper and children that laugh.  Home I shall be soon where I will be able to clean up the mess and don…

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