The years weigh on her like a heavy overcoat – #fridayfiction
The years weigh on her like a heavy overcoat, and Ophelia slowly climbs the stairs to the loft. She knows where she’ll find the Bible; it is in the top drawer of the chest that Edward brought from their first apartment.
The chest is the only piece of that furniture Ophelia still has, and it is packed full of memories— some hers and some belonging to other people. Each object is kept in a separate drawer lest they collide with one another and lose their clarity. Carefully lifting the Bible from its resting place, she tucks it under her arm and starts back down the stairs. Going down is only slightly less arduous than going up. She is careful to first lower her right foot to the tread below and then bring the faulty left leg down beside it.
Moving slow as she does, it is a good ten minutes before Ophelia returns to the porch. When she finally gets there, Annie has a fresh pot of dandelion tea sitting on the table.