The River

His broken heart leapt when he caught sight of the river. Within the river lay his only chance of fixing the disaster that had become his life, and so he made his desperate journey, praying for the strength he knew he would need. His car jumped and rattled along the hidden dirt road. He had navigated the road countless times before, but never with such a dire task as now. He paid no heed to the rocks and bumps in the road, choosing rather to punish himself and the car, wanting to feel the pain of every jolt.

The car reached the end of the road. He killed the engine, put the keys in the cupholder, and gently closed the door behind him. As he walked to the bank of the river, he knew a perfection not found in this world.  Stepping into the flowing water, he felt an peace more absolute than he had ever before imagined. She would haunt him no more.