The Passenger by J A Baker

The Passenger by J A Baker

Author:J A Baker [Baker, J A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-22T00:00:00+00:00


Afterwards, police scrutinising the footage simply saw a lone figure, a silhouette struggling at the edge of the platform before jumping close to the edge and tipping forwards into the path of the oncoming train. Nobody knew what was going through his head before the impact. But people guessed, incorrect theories were tossed about, lies told, stories made up to feed the frenzied masses. They thought they knew, were convinced of it. They knew nothing.

The funeral was a private affair. His family gathered in the church, heads bowed, tension rippling through them. Grief tearing them apart. It was their lowest point. They thought that Maria’s premature death then Lucy’s horrific demise was as bad as it could get, yet here they were again, in the same church, seated in the same pews, listening to yet another eulogy of a child who should be at home with his family, not lying cold and alone in a stiff, oak casket.

His parents held hands, unable to think, unable to voice their grief, their terror at spending the remainder of their lives without their son. Another child lost.

They still had a daughter. A troubled daughter. But they clung onto the fact that they still had a child. She was difficult, damaged, yet still easy to love and hard to dislike, despite all her issues and anger. She was theirs and always would be.

The boy’s father squeezed his wife’s hand. Just the three of them now. They would make it work. They had to. No choice now their boy was gone. The girl was all they had. She was their life, everything they ever wanted, even though they didn’t feel as if they were a part of hers. Soon she would come round, soften, her fury dissipating as time moved on. She couldn’t stay angry at them for forever, could she? At some point, she would weaken, her hatred for them melting away to reveal her softer side. The part that used to love them.

It was time to start again, to forget the past, to move on, wipe away all the grime and rage that had festered for so long in their little family unit. It was all behind them. A new fresh wind was blowing through the cobwebs of their past and they had to embrace it or crumple under the strain.

They knew what choice they would make. All of their love would be directed towards their remaining child.

Whether she wanted it or not.



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