Ivan

The Price of Forgiveness

There was a sense of sadness on Oscar’s face as he looked upon the lifeless body of his childhood oppressor. Of course, he’d wished him dead several times before in his head, but to see the real thing, laying there in that open casket, was not what he thought it would be. He always imagined he’d feel a sense of relief as if the death of the one responsible for all his pain would free him from his years of resent and self-loathing. But, he was disappointed to find that hate still lived in his heart. Even then, at that moment, with the corpse of a former enemy before him, he still couldn’t find the will to forgive.