Too Late Now – Friday Fictioneers, September 2015

Copyright: The Reclining Gentleman

Copyright: The Reclining Gentleman

The carpet-slippered feet dangling above the stairwell said it all; he’d not really invited her round to discuss the divorce.

Stumbling through the detritus of his living-room, all empty bottles and overflowing ashtrays, she found their framed wedding photo. Even through the crazed glass, no-one could mistake her thousand-yard stare into the dazzling headlights of his need.

“I don’t think I love him,” she’d confessed to her bridesmaid.

“Too late now, hon. Deal with it later.”

“I don’t think I like you,” she said, to her reflection in the rear-view mirror as she drove away.

Maybe she’d deal with that later.

On the last leg of our cruise back to port now, and looking forward to full broadband facilities in the next week or so.  Apologies if I haven’t got round to reading all submissions, or responded to all comments – sometimes waiting for a page to download is like watching paint dry.  Thanks again to Rochelle, our gracious hostess at Friday Fictioneers

About Sandra

I cruise the French waterways with my husband four or five months a year, and write fiction and poetry. I love animals, F1 motor racing, French bread and my husband, though not necessarily in that order.
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100 Responses to Too Late Now – Friday Fictioneers, September 2015

  1. micklively says:

    I detect little chance of a reconciliation.
    Good piece Sandra.

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  2. Dear Sandra,

    The description of his living room made me want to bolt. A match made slightly lower than heaven? I’m wondering how long this marriage has lasted but find myself relieved that she’s getting out even though she doesn’t feel good about herself right now. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. Goodness!! Procrastination at its best. Great story.

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  4. If I read this correct, he’d hung himself. I would guess it’s never too late “before” the marriage. Better than regretting it in leisure. Well written as always, Sandra. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  5. I didn’t pick up the hanging until Suzanne mentioned it. Now on rereading it is clear to see. Definitely too late. She will have to deal with it now.

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  6. k rawson says:

    That’s marvelous, Sandra, as always!

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  7. Oh yes.. I think some things are better dealt with earlier. Could have saved a life or two…and it’s much harder dealing with disliking yourself than others.

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  8. So well written, Sandra. “The best reason for doing the right thing today, is tomorrow.” 😕

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  9. Wow, so powerful, and stunning language: ‘the dazzling headlights of his need’. Wonderful.

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  10. Looks like one way or another, she’s moving on. Great story.

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  11. I think she made the right decision. Rarely is the other’s need a reason to stay. Hope she comes to terms with herself. Good story Sandra.

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  12. There is no escaping from your reflection. Hard hitting one, Sandra. Well done.

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  13. misskzebra says:

    “No-one could mistake her thousand-yard stare into the dazzling headlights of his need.” This line!

    Hopefully she learns to deal with her feelings towards herself sooner than she dealt with her feelings towards her husband.

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  14. ceayr says:

    C’est magnifique.
    You hit the highest standard, week after week.
    I am, once again, enthralled.

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  15. Later’s a really good time to handle this. Agreed re that killer headlight line – powerful.

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  16. Heartbreaking… Life never gives us easy choices.

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  17. emiliopasquale says:

    I did not read the suicide into this at all. I like it so much more now, and I loved it before. She’ll be just fine, I’m confident. Calling her over to see you killed yourself is the ultimate guilt trip! No way will she fall for that in the long run.

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  18. This was a powerful story. Nicely done. I want to know more!

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  19. Dale says:

    Sandra, wow! This story (was it really only 100 words?) just sucked me in and kept me in the moment. Agree with all on that killer headlight line. Too bad she didn’t have the guts to not marry him in the first place…

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  20. Stumbling through the detritus of his living-room
    This line says so much. Well done, my dear!

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  21. Yes, magnificent! Unrequited love can do that, very sad, and yes, she shouldn’t like herself she led him down the path to his own destruction. Excellent!

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  22. plaridel says:

    did anybody bother to call the police? 🙂

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  23. Dazzling headlights of his need. Wow! What a killer line!

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  24. Margaret says:

    She gets the prize for living in denial. Amazing character, and a riveting storyline. I’m in awe.

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  25. liz young says:

    Deadly accurate depiction of a bad reason for marriage.

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  26. draliman says:

    I read the first paragraph twice and decided he’s hanged himself. Probably best to deal with that later, though that strategy didn’t work out so well at her wedding!

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  27. Bodhirose says:

    “No-one could mistake her thousand-yard stare into the dazzling headlights of his need.” What a great line! I missed the suicide too until I read some other comments. I don’t know what I thought his dangling feet were about… Anyway, I loved it!

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  28. Amy Reese says:

    I agree this line “…no-one could mistake her thousand-yard stare into the dazzling headlights of his need” was delicious. And what an opening line. This is making every word count. Such exquisite writing, Sandra. What a dreadful reality to have that feeling at your own wedding. Yikes.

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  29. Dear Sandra,
    I felt the eerie cloak of death from your opening line. I had goose bumps as she made
    her way through his wasteland of life. A tragic ending to a marriage filled with debirs.
    Outstanding !!!! You never disappoint.
    Thank you,
    Isadora 😎

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  30. Kalpana solsi says:

    Wish she had not married him . Could have saved herself from the mess that she is entangled. His suicide and her guilt trip.
    Their framed wedding photo among all the debris has sealed the fate of the relationship.
    Fabulous writing.

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  31. rgayer55 says:

    My favorite line was the “dazzling headlights of his needs.” I remember when my needs used to be bright and amazing (at least to me). Don’t know how Connie put up with me all these years. Now, my needs are more like the soft glow of a limp balloon.

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  32. Procrastination! It’ll getcha every time! 🙂 Great post!

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  33. hafong says:

    Holy cow, Sandra! Echoes of my life. Eery.

    Lily

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  34. gahlearner says:

    Amazing to put all this into 100 words. And such tragedy. She really is caught between a rock and a hard place. If she hadn’t married him, he would have killed himself because of that. Now he did, because she wanted an honest divorce. Emotional blackmail is the worst. While I’m sorry for him, I hope she learns to like herself again.

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  35. Francesca Smith says:

    Wow indeed. Yet again, you have crafted one hell of a tale.

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  36. Sumana Roy says:

    neat, sad and so powerful…”…her thousand-yard stare into the dazzling headlights of his need.” wow!

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  37. wildbilbo says:

    Great stuff – Loved the description of that house. I can picture it, overflowing ashtrays and all.
    Well done.
    KT

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  38. I knew that carpet-slippered feet meant something. I re-read that line three times. I should have concentrated more on the next word, dangling.

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  39. rogershipp says:

    Look Out! A runaway bride on a mission…. It’s not going to be a pleasant honeymoon weekend!

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  40. We can never run from ourselves no matter how hard we try.

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  41. An excellent take on the prompt, Sandra. I think there are quite a few people who decide they don’t love the person they’re going to marry, but they don’t feel they can back out at the last moment after all the arrangements have been made. Friends and relatives will assure the bride or groom “it’s only cold feet and normal” but it isn’t always. I sing at weddings and can read the body language of the couples. It doesn’t take a lot to predict which marriages will last.

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  42. subroto says:

    Some dazzling descriptions in this one. Very well written as always.

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  43. iamehsan69 says:

    Love can be a reason to a lot of pain.Infact love is the reason,people feel pain.

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  44. stomperdad says:

    Would have been easier to just leave him at the alter. Great piece. I really liked “no-one could mistake her thousand-yard stare into the dazzling headlights of his need”. The imagery is magnificent.

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  45. In my humble opinion, this is one of your best, Sandra. ” no-one could mistake her thousand-yard stare into the dazzling headlights of his need–” this is just sublime!
    Personally, I think it’s brilliant that she’s finally following her own needs… but truly excellent writing m’dear!

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  46. I was going to say the same as stomperdad just above, so I’ll just say ditto. Great writing, as always, Sandra.

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