Time

19 Feb

It was that steady, miserable drizzle that reminded her imagination of unknown, foreign places. She knew they’d come looking. Him, they would miss. There was so much blood. More blood that she would have ever imagined. She never liked it here anyway. It reminded her of too many things she pretended to forget. Like him, she had wanted to forget. Now, at least, it would be easier.

The swirl of red danced down the drain at her feet. It was time to go. Him, they would miss. They’d come looking. Her, they would not. Just another of many the unknowns.

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One Response to “Time”

  1. Jo-Anne February 19, 2012 at 3:13 pm #

    Cool I enjoyed this…………….

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