Caught in the Rain

by on 01/06/10 at 8:58 am

By Joanne Ellis
1,200 words

The overcast sky and grey storm clouds mirror my mood. If I didn’t have to meet with my editor today I probably would have stayed in bed, where the warmth surrounded me and my melancholy kept me company. I check the time and realise I’m going to be late and hunt for my umbrella. It appears this has sunk into the black hole of my apartment, the place where socks hide and one of my favourite earrings went to die. I give up and run out the door.

It is raining as I predicted when I leave the office. I stand under the alcove and the sudden reminder of a similar day hits me hard in the chest. The tears I held onto slide down my cheeks as I remember the day Ethan came into my life. Our recent fight ran through my mind as it had for the thousandth time since our break-up not two days ago. Something so trivial became a large mountain, one neither of us could climb over. I wanted to call him but his words of rejection still sting far too much, the wound far too raw to recover from if he was to turn me away again. .....

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