Julia’s latest prompt 100 WCGU’s:… this time next year…
Sarah snapped the latches on the old suitcase with its cracked and worn leather, swept the tears from her face with an angry brush of her hand, and stared at the remnants of her marriage. Hell would freeze over before she shed another tear.
The expensive décor seemed pretentious and empty, now. Sad she’d ever bought into his madness, Sarah lifted the suitcase from the bed and turned to leave. Today was the beginning of everything new and this time next year, he and this house would be but, a bad memory.
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What a positive piece from the unhappy beginning Sheila. I wonder how many people had similar starts to their new year!
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I’m sure there were a few. Thanks for another great prompt and for stopping by to read.
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So sad and powerful.
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Thank Todd; So, glad you enjoyed the story.
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Oh yes, I was right there with her and in complete sympathy, without knowing anything at all about what happened! 100 words can say a lot.
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Nice visual as usual, you paint a vivid picture.
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Thanks! What would we do without our cheerleaders?
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Loose what little sashay we’ve got left. LOL
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Hell, that’s been gone a while now! Bad knees nip it in the bud – quick.
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Too funny.
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