Good Enough For the Likes of Her

Marta lived in a dark place, shutters perpetually drawn. Shutting out the world, the sun, people, any sign of life It happened gradually after her husband left. He blamed her for their only child’s death. She had two friends who came over for months, trying to coax her out. It did not happen. She stopped going out. Her groceries were delivered. She never brought them in until the delivery person was gone. One snoopy neighbor used to watch for her to run out and grab, but she died. There was only one person on the block who might have remembered Judy. Judy was a happy child, considering her parents were both heavy drinkers. She was killed in the road one night by a hit and run driver. No one was caught; she had only been nine at the time. Mrs. Weatherbee used to come by, but she had her own family now, a life. Besides, Marta did not let her in, only would talk through the door. She blamed herself for her child’s death. Sometimes wondering if she was the hit and run driver; not remembering for she had a black out that night. It was not a good life But she had her TV and that was enough for the likes of her.