All tagged Empty Bed

First Lines, 10/10/13

First lines of the novel I won't be writing today:

"He woke up with a migraine. Through razorblade eyes, he was nearly certain that the clock screamed 4:15. This had become his unwelcome routine; every morning, a little earlier. 

Today was the 3-month anniversary of her death, a detail he wouldn't come to notice until he reached for her across their empty bed…”