His Father's Son - Part FourHis Father's Son - Part Four2 months ago in Drama More Like This
Crying isn’t pretty. Or pleasant. But it does help, sometimes. If just it makes you feel, when you stop, that you’re through the worst of the despair. For the moment, at least.
And so when Sinad broke down, her sobs echoing through the silent camp, Jeela wrapped her arms around her friend and let her cry.
There was nothing to be said, and nothing to be done. Sinad cried, and Jeela knew that she was crying for her son, lost to her forever, for Uroc, who she still loved though she knew she shouldn't, and for herself, cut off from everyone she had ever loved.
And when Sinad finally stopped, Jeela kept holding her, because at a time like this, what you needed more than anything else was someone to care, and who let you know they cared.
‘You didn’t do the wrong thing,’ Jeela said. ‘I don’t know if there was even a right thing to do.’
Sinad made a strangled, gulping sound. ‘I wish I knew for sure why I did it. I… if it was just beca