Check this story out over on Da Goddess
Beautifully written.
Excerpt:
Posted by Mickey at January 31, 2004 11:47 AM
She watched him moving the boxes for a moment. She couldn't stand it for long. It was too painful. Marly felt as though little pieces of her heart were now shrouded in newsprint and foam peanuts - and she felt as though she were suffocating as the tape was applied, sealing those seams and all their dreams in a cardboard casket.
With tears in her eyes, she turned away.
I'm glad you liked it.
It sounds so much better as a story doesn't it? Sounds better than me crying and whining and calling him the names I want to call him.
I still sound like a whiny little girl...I guess I can't hide that part of me, can I?
Posted by: Da Goddess on January 31, 2004 6:49 PMI thought it was a wonderful way to vent and start to heal. I feel for ya, I really do. And no, you don't sound like a whiny little girl, but even if you did, we're all entitled to our whiny little girl days :)
Posted by: Annmarie on February 1, 2004 1:55 AM