OUT of the WOODS (Excerpt 3)

A scene is playing right now which I don’t like to see. He’s actually changing it from video to a series
of stills. I hate it and don’t want to look. I still feel the pain and humiliation of it and he’s slowed it
down so I have to see every detail.

Hot shame fills me.

He has tears in his eyes as he takes my hand and says let’s do this together.

As each image looms I see him in each one. I see the tears in his eyes then as now.

I was there he says. You can see for yourself.

I still want to know why he didn’t break in and change things. But he tells me that I need to understand more of the bigger picture before I will ever understand the answer to that.

I am able somehow to accept this from him.