Untitled (I should just call this boredom.)
I spy you walking and notice that emotions are seldom present on your drained face. Your wife, glowing and perky, carries your daughter, her thick hair blanketing a porcelain face. You grasp the door handle and make your way in, glancing around, scanning the customers. I watch you as your expression hardens, your eyes widen, and your mouth begins to part. Your wife's liveliness begins to fade, as she notices the sparks between you and the quiet woman in the corner. "Honey," she whispers, "do you know her?" I know your answer, and silently urge you not to throw your life away with the words forming on your lips. "Yeah," you say, "I do." You approach her and your eyes meet first, then your hands. She stands up as you cast a look to your former love. "People change," you say, and with that, you walk out the door, her fingers tangled in yours.
I'll write something else tomorrow, but for know, I need to entertain myself. :)
2 comments:
Olivia, what a wonderful idea! Keep up your observations and let your imagination go with the flow! We really enjoyed your participation in Young Writers' Institute! Lynn
Uh-oh, we have a cheater in the Starbucks store! I wonder how far this story is from the truth....
My mom has a lot of friends in East Longmeadow from when she used to live in Springfield. I thought that was funny....
I think that sounds like a really fun idea! You can find interesting/weird characters everywhere (i.e., Starbucks, gas station, my living room) to write about. As long as you change the names.
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