Cat’s out of the bag

Quietly, she scribbled on the back of her card. As she exited her car, a crisp breeze billowed her hair out to the side. The first few stirrings of Fall were in the air…it was a perfect time to take a chance. Furtively, she placed the card inside the tip envelope. Her heartbeat began to flutter.

Yes, this actually happened tonight. I have to try, and keep trying…because if I don’t, then I really will be dying, a bit at a time. And I love myself too much to let that happen. If he doesn’t take the bait, then I’ll have my narcissistic cry and get over it.
I just miss romance, holding hands, going to movies.

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About downszdiva

Freelance writer, blogger, foodie. Ph ilosopher, Jersey girl (not to be confused with the 'shore'). Animal rescue, lover of strong coffee.
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