The Meeting
I chose the table at the window. He wouldn’t like that – he would like privacy, but who cares? He chose to do this in our local.
He looked slimmer now, and tanned, and happy – the bastard. A lot can change in a few weeks. Well, I chuckled to myself, things change when a marriage ends.
Let’s make this quick, he says. Ha, that’s not going to happen. I’m not going to make this easy on him, why should I?
The house, the car, the dog, the TV; everything discussed. No mention of her though. Not a single word.
- Category: General / Misc
- Tags: divorce, marriage, Change
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Kirsty almost 6 years ago
Thank you, Drew! This started out as a much longer story and had to be carefully edited to fit within the word count, so I'm pleased that the themes came across.
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Neville Hunt almost 6 years ago
Agree with Drew. There is so much backstory to read into these 100 words Kirsty which is the delight of well-crafted drabbles. And if this doesn’t sound too creepy, I feel I am sitting at that table, quietly and invisibly witnessing everything, the anger, the tension, the sidestepping etc. Great stuff. Keep them coming🙂
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Peter Henderson almost 6 years ago
We have a name for these types of people, there called "ankles". It means there 4 feet below an ****hole. Great stuff, keep up the writing, it can be very cathartic.
