Saturday, December 28, 2013

Church Bells

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FFF: Church Bells

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Church Bells

She could hear the church bells ringing across her little town. She ignored them. She already knew what they were for and didn't want to face it.

“How could you leave me?” she cried.

It should never have ended like this. Yesterday, everything was perfect. They were just starting their life together. Today, it was all gone.

Yesterday, it was all the beauty. The white dress. The flowers, cake, music, love. Now, that was all just a memory. Less than that, as she no longer had the man who shared those memories with her.

And it was her fault.

If she had never decided she HAD to have a soda, he never would have felt he HAD to get it. If she hadn't sent that message telling him how much she loved him, he never would have been reading it. He would have gotten out of the way of drunk driver.

And now he would never know what had caused the insane craving.

She cried again. “Why?”


And then my brain froze.  :(



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