Love #amwriting

Ah, Friday Fictioneers. The one event I do manage to write for. Thank goodness for Rochelle for making this happen and giving me some stability. 🙂

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Love

I’m so frustrated I could scream.

My parents just showed up. Have dinner ready?

A text. No call. I found it, three hours after he sent it because I’m disassembling the house so I can organize. Irony much?

Now his parents are going to think we live in a pig sty. I throw things thoughtlessly into the closet. I’ve got to vacuum and dust. Maybe I can get away without dusting.

I’m cursing his name, the day we met. Then the picture with broken frame tumbles to the carpet. Us. Hugging. I feel that smile like it was yesterday.

Love.

 

end 11/28/2017

Sascha Darlington

 

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