Sunday Six

Six sentences for Sunday, February 16:

I was fully twenty-five when we were married and already long acquainted with the silences of empty rooms. In the passing of solitary hours I was well-versed. I sometimes think that’s why he chose me. He imagined that, spinster that I was, I must have learned the trick of loneliness – its mystery, as the secrets of any trade are called. He thought I could be left and returned to with ease. That I would keep.

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2 responses to “Sunday Six

  1. mdsuze

    “That I would keep.”
    The true cello of doom.

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