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"It's getting late," he said after putting everything away. He bent and lightly kissed her lips. "I'll call you." He said before turning and walking up the stairs.
Carols shoulders ached as she struggled to her feet. She gathered all of her clothes and held them to her chest before taking a last look around. She realized her hip's ached from having her leg's spread for so long. She pulled open the sliding glass door and stepped into the night.
She was never going to do this again, she swore to herself as she crossed the dark yard. She was a married woman. Married to one of the best men in the world.
As she closed the gate between the two yards, she wondered how long she would have to wait until Jim called again.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 14 years agoIf you learn nothing else, learn that.
"smoothed the stockings up her leg's "
"absently ran her finger's through"
and so it goes, on and on and on
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
A good tale, though, as you know.
Cheers.
Kilroy
Anonymousover 16 years agoGood story. Don't let the trolls get you down. It seems with the new year an additional bunch have appeared. I really wish they would go back where ever they came from.
Keep writing and don't let the jerks discourage you..
Mike S.
Anonymousover 16 years agoDon't worry about the comments. People are showing their asses. This is a nice fanticy.
