She woke hours before sunrise and dyed her hair and took a bath and polished her nails and perfumed her body and put on a new dress and went to meet her lover.
The moment she stepped outside she received a message: Sorry dear, I cannot come today.
She wept.
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I write as a way of life: stories, blogs, articles, almost-poems. I'm a freelancer, a vegetarian, and I listen to Leonard Cohen and enjoy French films. We are dying a little more with each new day we live, so shouldn't we make the most of our time?
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So painful, oh!
How sad
That’s sad only if she did all this for him, not for herself.
An exceedingly good comment. π
She shouldn’t cry. She should just go meet up with her scandal instead.
You’re fierce!
Only virtually. π
Solution easy. Meet another one then.
I’d meet her gladly but I don’t know where. π¦
In between dreams and severe trauma, where all women with coloured hair reside π
I like that. Well said. π
she’s a whore
Oh my!
you said u wanted comments, be careful what u wish for.
No I didn’t say I wanted more comments.
I just said I valued comments more than likes.
Well, obviously I’m off my game today because to me, it reminded me of my daughter all excited and getting for a date ….. LOL
I was taken back in time……
then transported smack bang into the future when you wrote and received a message…
how sad that the 1st thing that came to mind was a mobile text message and not by dove…
Oh well amazing how our little minds work at times π¦
The picture you posted with the story does suggest a time gone by when everything took a little longer. The end of the story suggests a text message, but it could just as easily be a hand-delivered one. In either case, at least it was spelled correctly! A beautiful wee vingette.
Yes, I was going to ask how the message was sent. π But I guess that’s not the point… π