Through a Sad Window

Call Joe or maybe Harry.

Look through the window.

I had no idea but many other people knew.

After all this time.

Nobody told me.

Lynn broke the news with as much sensitivity as possible under the circumstances.

She knew all along.

My daughter knew.

Nobody in Rochester knew or even suspected but down here in North Carolina, things are different.

I needed proof and I got it.

Undeniable.

I had never even suspected.

Caught unaware.

Perhaps I should have known but I had no clue.

It was the last thing that I ever expected. 

Perhaps it was a matter of false pride that caused me such unexpected pain or maybe it was just the shock.

She still loved me but something had changed.

What was gone was gone for good.

She had taken a picture in case I doubted her word, which she knew I would. 

I did.

A part of me would not be going the distance or maybe this was the distance.

She was the one who had to let me know. She couldn't keep it secret any longer.

She showed me the proof.

I suppose now that it had to happen.

There were many reasons. Perhaps it was my posture or the amount of time I spent on the couch watching teevee or reading.

I'm a front facing guy who never pays much attention to what's going on behind my back.

She repeated the shocking news.

She showed me her phone.

I looked at the picure.

There it was.

Undeniable.

I had a bald spot on the back of my head.