Sky Bruised, Wine Bled #amwriting

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Sky Bruised, Wine Bled

You know how you’re in the midst of a situation and realize while it’s fun, it’s all wrong?

There I was in a pub with amusing friends, a man, Noel, who would give me a ring in an instant but held off because he sensed my apathy, and my sister who was in love with Noel. We laughed, drank bitter, ate marmite crisps, while I fought my constant compulsion to check my cell to see if he had texted, if he had come to his senses and missed me as much as I missed him.

I slipped into the loo where Audioslave’s “Like a Stone” rang tinny in hidden speakers. “I’ll wait for you there…”

I pulled out my cell. No messages. I leaned back against the wall and tried to accept that it was over.

Five hours time difference, where would he be? Fishing? Adding a tattoo to his body? Having a Green Flash beer on the beach with Tiffany?

Buoyed by one too many bitters, I hit speed dial, heard the sound buzz in my ears. Would he pick up when he saw my name? Had he blocked me?

“What took you so long?” he asked.

I laughed.

end 7/9/2017

Sascha Darlington

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23 thoughts on “Sky Bruised, Wine Bled #amwriting

  1. I would never have time for someone like this in my life. Drinking bitter I could almost forgive. Bu the marmite crisps as well? I’m sorry, but she would have to go LOL

    Seriously, I love that they were both probably constantly saying the same things ad too nervous to call the other. Those drunk calls can sometimes be awesome

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