He’s had enough of her, she knows this.
She peers down yet another alleyway, her hair clinging damply to her sun-stung neck.
She knew he’d try to lose her; she’d sensed it over breakfast at the hotel.
“I just turned round and you were gone…” he would say, “searched everywhere.”
But he wouldn’t have.
He’d be off like a fox in a henhouse, all the while dodging into doorways, finding other exits.
Other people.
Anyone who isn’t her.
She isn’t good on her own, especially in strange places, which is bad news.
Because she’s pretty sure she soon will be.
Missed a few weeks but glad to be back. And an hour earlier than usual! As the Indians say, only a white man could cut the top off a blanket, stitch it to the bottom and expect the blanket to be longer. Thanks to Rochelle for her on-going leadership of Friday Fictioneers.
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And yet maybe he needs here, if only for something to escape from. Intriguing story, Sandra
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Thanks for reading, Neil.
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Sad. She seems broken.
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Thanks for reading, Tanille.
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Uh oh.
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Indeed.
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Dear Sandra,
What a situation to be in. It reminds me a little of Cynthia Lennon’s story of getting left behind when the Beatles went to India and John didn’t seem to care.
Glad to see you back on the grid. You say so much without going into a lot of detail.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Good to be back Rochelle. And thanks for reading.
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Glad you’re back, Sandra! I fear your character knows the writing is on the wall. Perhaps it’s time to rip the plaster and see what’s on the other side of the loneliness she’s already feeling.
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She needs to (wo)man-up. Thanks for reading, Jen.
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This might be one of those moments that she will look back on and realize it was the best thing that ever happened to her. Excellent story writing. Welcome back.
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It could indeed be the making of her. Thanks for reading.
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You’re very welcome. My pleasure.
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I’m an optimist, she’ll adapt and find she’s stronger than she knew.
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I hope you’re right. Thanks for reading.
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What a shame she isn’t more self-reliant. She should dump him first, that’d teach him!
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She’s a way to go yet, I fear. Thanks for reading.
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What a putz he is. The least he could do is man up and tell her he wants out, and maybe give her the money to buy a ticket home. Sheesh.
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Isn’t he just? Thanks for reading Linda.
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Hopefully she’ll get stronger….
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Let’s hope so. Thanks for reading, Sue.
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Pleasure
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I’m saddened by your character. Why does her perspective have to be “he’s tired of me’, how about he’s not good for me I need to ditch him and figure it out from there. Therein lies the beginnings of a good story. I want more for this woman and perhaps in a full length story that’s where she would end up….also must comment on that Indian saying…that is also the classic definition of insanity. My husband always says this quote from a movie…”only a white man makes a fire big enough for everyone to see”. Of course that’s usually when our campfire is either smoking wildly or has flames licking the edge of the trees, so joke’s on us.
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I think it may be time for her to develop a backbone. I feel your pain about campfires. Thanks for reading.
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This story pushed all my buttons. I’m afraid of being abandoned and of getting lost in narrow alleyways. Now I need to meditate. 😉
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I tend to get edgy in narrow alleyways myself Tracey. 🙂 Thanks for reading.
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I lived in Seville for 6 weeks and I got lost every day for the first two weeks. The city was built with narrow alleys to confuse the marauders and middle aged Americans.
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Great story. It reminded me of my own: two abandoned women though I think your character will get on much better than mine.
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We can but hope. Thanks for reading. 🙂
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The games people play. He should man up and say he’s done and she should woman up and learn to live without him!
So much said in so few words – your specialty!
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Thanks for reading Dale. Yes, both of them need a change in outlook, I think.
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My pleasure.
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Her sense of hopelessness is palpable through your words. Perhaps a fresh start is what she needs.
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I think you’re right, Keith.
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How disrespectful, the dog!
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Thanks for reading, Dawn.
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Dependent Personality Disorder (DPD) is my diagnosis. Well portrayed, Sandra. 🙂
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I think you hit the nail on the head, Bill. Thanks for reading.
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🙂
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It’s always dangerous to lose ourselves in someone else. It can be rewarding, or as in this case, not so much. I feel for her.
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Keeping hold of the essence of your personality is the key to successful relationships I think. Thanks for reading.
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I like all you say and do not say as well.
Her fear is palpable.
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Thanks for reading. 🙂
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You’re welcome.
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Great I hope she finds him and tells him to do one! 🙂
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Wouldn’t that be something? Thanks for reading.
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Thank you Sandra, such a sad lonely tale which so often rings true to life. Sending you a special spring sunbeam from Occitanie to you and the beautiful Dorset coast.
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Your sunbeam arrived safely, Susan. Thank you. And thank you for reading.
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Superb and very well told in so few words. The tone and voice really creates an angst and a feeling of impending crisis!
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Thanks for reading.
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Hm. It all seems ‘normal’ for a cuouple about to break up but then there’s that last sentence. He better watch it.
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Too much to hope for … that she’ll find her backbone. Thanks for reading.
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sounds like she’s better off without him
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She won’t see it that way yet, but give it time and she’ll hopefully come round to that. Thanks for reading.
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So sad that his disappearing acts weren’t enough to propel her to believe she could do it on her own. Yes, one day he will leave for good and then she’ll have to face it head on. Nice one.
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