A DEPRESSING VIEW
I stood on the balcony with its breathtaking [blank_start](1)[blank_end] of the lake and the fir-dad mountains beyond. I was trying to find peace of mind. Earlier that morning, Jenny and I had had a(n) [blank_start](2)[blank_end] fight. She had been
down in the [blank_start](3)[blank_end] about something for days, and suddenly losing her [blank_start](4)[blank_end], she had told me it was over, it had been with a heavy [blank_start](5)[blank_end] that I watched her leave, and I had sunk into a dark and despairing [blank_start](6)[blank_end].