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A snapshot, a moment in time – haven’t we all had that feeling of trying to make sense of something that doesn’t fit?
Word Count:101
End of the Road
Stopped short by the sight, she scrutinized the bike for clues. What would he be doing here? He was meant to be at work.
Scanning the area, she didn’t see him. Maybe she was mistaken – it couldn’t be his, could it?
Breathing more calmly now, she caught a glimpse of a familiar silhouette. The turn of his head, the sound of his laugh. Pulled in by the tide now, she saw it all – the touch, their familiarity, the kiss.
Breaking free, she counted her steps back home. Together, they tapped out a taunt “you should have known, you should have known.”
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© Erin Leary
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Well-written and the title was perfect.
janet
Thanks, Janet. I often have the title pop to mind first – it then takes the story to the logical end.
Dear Erin,
A sad tale made sadder by the truth of it. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks, Rochelle. I could have gone with a happy realization, but went with my first instinct.
That was really sad, Erin. I could visualise it perfectly. Well done.
Thank you, Sandra. I’m glad it felt real.
A sad tale told well.
Thank you for reading!
Well-told story. Pity the poor woman ends up blaming herself for her lack of clarity though.
True – it is often the initial reaction. Clarity has to wait until the anger subsides.
Her only regret should be that he gave up on them first. Nice Erin.
That is really good advice! Thanks for reading.
There was enough raw emotion here to make me want to either hit him, hug her or both. Very well done.
I think both may be necessary…
Been there, felt that.
Yes – that realization is one of the worst feelings there is….
Yes.
Sad and wellwritten – but maybe end it before it gets worse
The last line was brilliant writing. I could just hear it playing like a broken record in her head.