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"Confident aren't you."
"Yes I am and the that fact that you have been avoiding me all this time, proves you still love me."
"How do you work that out."
"If you didn't love me, you wouldn't have cared if you saw me. You would have used any opportunity to insult me. And besides you would have slagged me off to the children, to try to drive a wedge between them and me. But you didn't did you. The children tell me that you never place any blame on me when they ask you why we divorced. And you told Michael off, for repeating me when I said I was a silly Bitch. And you brought me that lovely car. Come on Donny you've admit it, you do still love me don#t you?"
"I don't think I've ever said I didn't love you. I think I remember saying that I believed you didn't love me."
"But I do and I always have, the last time we met I told you, you were the only man I've ever wanted."
"What about Wilson?"
"Fuck Gary, I never wanted him. I wanted you, but you weren't there. That Pratt couldn't make love to a corpse. All the prick knows how is to fuck and he's not any good at that. I made a terrible mistake. You've punished me for nearly three years. Please Don I've done my time. Please take me back as your wife. Please, show me your love again."
I sat staring at her, not really knowing what to say. I surely did love her, and god I had missed her for the last three years. Then she started to move off of her chair.
"Please Donny, what do you want. Do you want me you begging you on my knees."
"Shit Sue, you can't do that in here, everyone's watching, get up!"
I stood up and pulled Susan to her feet.
"Come on lets get out of here, we can go to my cottage, if you want to get on your knees you can there, but you wont be able to beg with your mouth full."
"Now that's something I've been wanting to do for a long time. You go pay the bill, I'll call home and tell them I won't be back until the morning. Or should I make that Monday morning?" Sue asked.
"Monday!"
End of Part Three.
- COMMENTS
Ruttweilerabout 1 year agoYou can’t spell and can’t be arsed to proofread or get an editor.
Ruttweilerabout 1 year agoI’ve only eaten it for breakfast, or sometimes supper, if I’m not that hungry. Is a ‘cereal situation’ some new metaphor? I looked it up, but ‘cereal’ appears to only apply to food made from grains.
Does it perhaps mean that the only food in your house is an old box of Wheaties? Is it an allusion to being desperately poor? Doesn’t seem to apply here. 😉
fishgetterover 1 year agoAnd you told Michael off, for repeating me when I said I was a silly Bitch.""""" This needs to be taken down and edited, then reposted. I see my last comment needs a better editor, spellchecker, also. );
fishgetterover 1 year agoAnd you told Michael off, for repeating me when I said I was a silly Bitch.""""" This needs to be taken down and edited, then reposted/
fishgetterover 1 year agoI was in a strange, almost cereal situation.""""" Was it Rice Krispy or Shredded Wheat ?
