The snow fell as I told her that her husband would not be coming home, as if the world itself was mourning with this woman. I had been told by those who had to do the same before me of some things to expect, but nothing prepared me for what came.
I told her I did everything I could to save her husband, and she just sat there in unbelief. After a while it seemed to register and her face turned cold, her screams of hatred towards me echoed through be courtyard.
I once survived being stabbed, but the pain was nothing compared the attack by this widow. I just sat there as she continued to hit me. She sobbed as fist after fist hit my chest. All I could do was tell her how sorry I was. And eventually the time between the hits grew longer until she eventually stopped all together and just fell to the ground.
She pulled her knees to her chest and cried.
Eventually a friend found her and took her from me to help her mourn.
I stood in that courtyard for what seemed like an eternity before I worked up the strength to leave.
It's about time I posted this on the forum. C&C Welcome