He left.
He couldn’t get away from her fast enough.
Yes, pretty words had been said that morning.
Reassurances had been given.
Promises had been made.
Just like every time he left.
He would return.
Explanations would be offered.
Apologies would be made.
Forgiveness would be…
Or not.
She would listen to the explanations this time.
She would listen to the apologies this one last time.
And he would leave.
One last time.
Because she would give him no other alternative.
This was written in response to the Write On Edge Flash prompt that was just the picture!
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Ooh, spicy. I liked it. I don’t make the link between the photo and your words but that’s totally okay because I love what it inspired you to write!
Yeah… it’s one of those where I look back at the original prompt (the photo) and ask “Really? Are these related?” but you’re right… the prompt inspired me to write this (I was thinking of him leaving in a rocket… the fastest mode of transportation available…) and it is its own story.
Good for her.
I love where everyone is going with this little flash prompt!
I like the moment of change in the paragraph “or not”. Up until that point, it feels like a relationship stuck in a rut. After that, it feels like a gun pointed at the chest.
‘Reassurances had been given.
Promises had been made.
Just like every time he left.’
Love it! I really love the flow and feeling of this. So much in between without being said or needing to.