Acceptance by Christine Wallace

I imagined myself having a family but what the cards have dealt me is not what I thought. I mean I did not choose it intentionally. I love danger and taking risks but to this extent? I glance down at the glass in my hand circling whiskey and hearing the ice clink against the sides as I think of my life choices. I lift the glass to my lips and raise my eyes to the window looking out at the city in darkness how quiet and still it seems as it sleeps. It's peaceful.