Summary Of A Proud's Short Story: The River

There was a good reason for it, and she thought about this just as much as she thought about not having wanted the River’s child, the guilt gnawing at her toes, the pain shooting through the vessel that stuck right in her heart. The truth would only do harm and when she got thinking about it, she talked herself into being a monster. What mother lies about the father of her child? What mother vows to keep the truth from her son, now that he's alive and healthy and growing, and soon, will be able to talk and ask all the questions she has since been able to avoid for the most part. But the convincing is always a whisper at first. It's soft, patient, reassuring. The voice in her head sounding a bit like her mother's when Lindsay told her she was pregnant. It cooed and coerced her into thinking it would all be okay. You are doing it out of love, it said now. You are protecting your son. What would his life be like if he knew his father’s life was the story Hanford used as a warning, only bringing up when they absolutely had to. To scare their children into being responsible and good. River was a drunk, they'd say. The …show more content…
Peanut shells and long dark hairs and flecks of dirt and crumbs stuck to the broken shards and her hands. The glass poked and cut. Soon blood surfaced on her soft palms and looking at the oily red, she started to cry. Really cry. Without reason because it didn't hurt, the glass hadn't even hit her when it flew in the air. But she kept thinking of River drinking in the lonely, quiet way he did, then suddenly snapping like that. Norma, her manager, bent down beside Lindsay and told her to head to the back room. Lindsay listened, stood, begun to stupidly wipe her hands on her jeans, the glass digging deeper into her palms as she watched River being escorted out of the bar, his head turning back at the last minute to see her remaining tears, her now streaky bloody