Tears Will Slow
By Laura McHale Holland
I knew right away she was the one. I should have expected she’d fight me like a badger. She held her boy’s head above waves tearing at her flesh. She held on longer than I ever thought possible, pulling strength from something beyond my depths.
She, like her family above, is despairing now. But their tears will slow eventually. Her husband will remarry; her son will grow up; her friends will stop talking about her. And then, she will turn her fierce blue eyes toward me and ask how she can help save the sea. That’s why I took her. She is the one who will mend the damage done by her kin.