Saturday, May 31, 2014

MARRIAGE: #SaturdayScenes #SSFlashFiction #FiveSentenceFiction


This is my post for #SaturdayScenes.
I hope you enjoy it and will come back next week for another #SSFlashFiction tale!



Prompt: FIVE SENTENCE FICTION - MARRIAGE

[source: morgeufile.com]

As she silently slipped into her clothes, she glanced over at the sleeping body and knew this would be the last time she would ever have to look at that face, now lit eerily by the full moon outside the window.

She dropped her wedding ring on the dresser, reflecting back on how happy she had been when he first put it on her finger, then pulling her already packed duffel bag out of the closet, she tip-toed through the kitchen towards the back door, holding her breath and pausing briefly when the old wooden floor creaked under her shabby moccasins.

Finally she exhaled and continued her quiet journey, sighing in relief as her hand reached the door, knowing she was almost free - finally, after ten years of married hell.

Then she heard it, footsteps stomping down the stairs and her heart raced with panic as she fumbled with the knob...

His voice roared from the darkness, "Dammit girl, where the hell do you think you're going?"

Lillie McFerrin Writes


16 comments:

  1. Ah, come on. Women never get tired of talking, but men do get tired of listening. LOL

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  2. Oops! I hope she did manage to escape the unhappy marriage... What point is it to be unhappy in this short life?
    Nicely expressed :)

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    1. Sad but true, Anita. Thanks for stopping by and commenting! Always appreciated.

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  3. Oh my! That's a story of many women out there. It is sad that they have to live a life which they cannot own. My heart goes out to her and other women like her out there.
    Very well framed :)

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    1. Thanks so much for stopping by and commenting. Abusive marriages are hard for sure.

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  4. I really wish she could voice her opinion. Beautifully written....

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    1. Thank you, I appreciate the stop by and comment! Hope to see you here again.

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    1. Thank you, glad you enjoyed it and hope you will stop by again.

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  6. Oh Nooooo! I want her to make it! please let her make it! A very tense read!!! xx

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    1. This one begs me to write more...someday. Glad you popped in, Lizzie!

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  7. Well, my heart was beating fast, and I was on the edge of my seat. I insist that you write a sequel and make sure she gets away.

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    1. Might have to do that....got another flash fiction Saturday quickly approaching!

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  8. OH, how I wish she had made it out that door! Love the suspense you built up so effectively!

    Shailaja's FSF

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    1. Thank you, it was an easy write for something so wrong...

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  9. "Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned," spoken by Zara in Act III, Scene VIII.[2] (This is usually paraphrased as "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned") - Wikipedia.com

    Perhaps the woman feared what would happened should she let loose her rage for what he had done to her. And perhaps he has no knowledge of what he'd done which is now causing to leave. There is a YING and YANG which is persented here in a succinct manner

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