downward-until

Updated: May 9, 2025

Then, little by little, his great shoulders in the vividly checkered coat began to sag they slumped downward-until his head was bowed and his face lay hidden in the long arms crooked limply asprawl across the table-top. Once more he spoke aloud, hours later. "They didn't want me," he repeated dully. "Not even for the work I could do!"

Larry Evans - Once to Every Man