“iced coffee, huh? i guess I could see how you wouldn’t want a hot cup.
Oh, Joan..I don’t know how you did it. How did you go to the head of the crowd and lead them? You knew they had the coals at home that would burn you.
Did you now that it was gonna happen? Or did you just not think about it.
when they came with the pitchforks, rosaries and torches, did you tie back your hair quickly, because you knew they were coming? it was inevitable?
Or did you look in the eyes of the soldiers who were ready to die for you the week before, and know they were going to kill you now?
betrayal is part of the human condition. i guess it shouldn’t surprise us anymore.