However.
I am back.
At least until next week. I'll keep you posted ;)
This week's prompt:
Was it a knock that had woken her?
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She forced her eyes open, mumbling about mornings and how
they should be banned.
And then voices.
“She’s done it again.” “She’s skipped another one.” “Poor ,
poor boy.”
She jerked upright, evil mornings forgotten, and snatched at
her clock. “No!!” Not this one. I can’t
miss this one.
Her wedding—the real one, this time—started in ten minutes.
She hadn’t even showered…let alone made herself beautiful
enough to marry the love of her life. The dress hung on the door, mocking her. She jerked the dress off its hanger and tugged
it over her head.
Dear fear,
I win.
Now go see how everybody else did it!
It makes you wonder how many weddings she missed to fear.
ReplyDeleteshe'll show them! Fun one.
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