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June leaned against the counter, trying not to touch her swollen, stinging eyes. She loved to make him happy and, really, he hated to see her in pain. That’s why she was making his favourite meal now, while he was out. A wave of pain hit her and she winced, a fresh flood of tears flowing down her face. She jumped as arms crept around her and a voice slobbered into her ear, ‘Whatcha doin’? Why’ya cryin’?’
She started, nearly dropping the knife and managed to say, ‘I’m making daddy’s favourite dinner, darling. The naughty onions are hurting mummy’s eyes…’

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    Liz Milne almost 7 years ago

    Thanks L Michelle, I like those sneaky twist endings too! :)

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    Liz Milne almost 7 years ago

    Excellent tip RB, I shall bear it in mind! (Contact lenses also stop you crying when chopping onions I was delighted to discover the other day! :D )

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    D.M. almost 7 years ago

    great last line.

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    Liz Milne almost 7 years ago

    Thanks DM :)

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    Chris Walker almost 7 years ago

    A good drabble, Elizabeth.

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    Liz Milne almost 7 years ago

    Thanks Chris

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    Liz Milne almost 7 years ago

    That's what I was aiming for, Drew! Nice to know it worked! :)

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    Iarwain Olofsson almost 7 years ago

    Well, I am in doubt.
    There's two ways to interpret the story.
    1. she really is crying and then lying to the kid
    2. she's telling the truth, which is the happy end solution

    And IMO just that is the magic of it.
    Great.

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    Liz Milne over 6 years ago

    Thanks Iarwain :)

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    Liz Milne over 6 years ago

    Thanks Iarwain :)

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