When enough is enough, you do what you have to do.
Grief and desperation are a lethal combination, one that forced me to do the unthinkable. It was too much to take in, my devastating losses were many and my grip on reality was feeble at best. With the sudden appearance of a cantankerous crow, I contemplated the plausibility of the impossible, wondering if what I had done and what I had been through had pushed me too far over the edge.