A bit of fiction for today…

The blond woman is sitting in her favorite chair. The fingers of each hand are pressed against each other and she flexes them simultaneously as if she is experimenting with their movement. She is looking forward past the other woman in front of her. She has no answer for the question. The other women decides …

day by day

The walls are bare and the shelves are empty. There is nothing left of the home it used to be. Now her things look tiny and insignificant. Sitting in the bedroom, she hears the last trace of her old lover as the door closes. Can she breath a sigh of relief? What will her world …

mail fraud…

The mail comes spilling out of her arms and onto the gravel of the drive. She is thinking shit and other explicatives. Carrying all the mail for three people, her bag and a water bottle is giving her fits. She picks it up quickly while trying to balance all the other. The card slides out …

Part II – The wait and see proposition

Just one last thing to say before it is "the wait and see proposition" it is always meant to be... She says how was your day and I say fine noncommittally. She sits down in the chair. Our desks are so close that the backs of our chairs almost touch when we are working. That …