Her ring hit the floorboards, clattering.
The weight of dusk, the ache of waiting, waiting, waiting for a reply.
Water flooded her cheeks, fat, wet, crocodile tears.
She always needed a stage for her performances.
that ending was a huge bang!!! I loved this one chris! keep up your awesome writing!!!
A drama diva or a woman scorned? Great emotion in so few words.
Loved that ending.
Nice job there at the end !
I know this woman. You’ve nailed it. Thanks for linking up, Chris.
Oh the pain of waiting. I love your description of crying. It’s visual as well as emotional.
I like the first line. The rest is great too.
Hmmm…I was thinking woman scorned until that last line…now I’m thinking I understand why he’s not there 🙂
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