I’ve been hibernating. Injured back, too much on my plate, heavy stuff and too much rain… feeling bad that I haven’t been able to keep up with reading other stories… take your pick; I had to take a break. But oh, those photo prompts tease me! They sit in my inbox, urging me to come back and play. This week, Dale Rogerson’s photo won out. And so, here is my tale for the week. As always I welcome honest, constructive feedback. Thanks Kate for reading an oldie and testing that theory!
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The End of Diets
“Fuck’m ifee cantake a joke,” she slurred.
A chill hit her shoulders, and she sank deeper into the warmth. A half slice of pizza dangled beside her glass of wine. She pushed it back from the edge with one wet toe, as remnants of her favorite dinner grew cold.
She rubbed tears, which had begun again.
“Thre’s not nuf moisturizer to make me that youngandthin agin.” Her voice grew thicker as the room spun in and out of focus.
The phone rang–– him, calling with more lies. She slipped beneath the scarlet water as it all faded away.
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