…and so it begins…
Sitting on the top step unknowingly rocking from side to side while two people I once knew tear each other to bits. It’s about money, misunderstandings, dashed hopes and forgotten dreams, entrapment, mistrust and whatever’s the opposite of love.
It happens more often, lasts longer and becomes more hurtful until the familiar silence descends…and so it begins…he starts to cry gently at first.
She sighs and turns up the volume on the TV.
I tiptoe to the darkness of my room. Somehow I fall asleep knowing it will begin again tomorrow, or the next day, or the day after.
http://jfb57.wordpress.com/2014/12/01/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups-week157/
Here’s the link to Julia’s page…
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Gut wrenching. So sad, but good reading.
Thanks for your comment. I’m glad you found the piece challenging. I love this format.
I do as well. A tight challenge. 🙂
Tony this is heartbreaking, I wonder how many children live with scenarios like this.
Perhaps morethan we will everknow. Nuclear family is always the best; i have a lot of time for the kibutz system on isreal where a child has many siblins and parents ( not all biological parents ) thanks for your comment