Welcome to this weeks Tuesday Tales to the word prompt bottom. This is the continual story of my WIP From Me to You.
“Please
Sophia tell me what’s going on.”
“Come
on, follow me up to my bedroom. I will be better able to explain what’s going
on.”
Erika
walked close behind and followed her into the bedroom. Sophia stood in front of the walk-in
closet, opened the door and walked in.
Erika leaned against the door and Sophia stood with the monitor in her
hand.
“You
see, I planted it here.” She pointed to the floor, moved the shoebox to the
side, and placed the monitor back on the floor. “The plug is over here behind the shoe rack so there was no
way he could see it. Besides,” she said waving her hands, “he never walks into
my closet.”
“Okay. And I still don’t understand what the
baby monitor has to do with anything.”
“I
took the walky-talky part of it and sat outside in the car around the corner
listening to see if anything was taking place. I did this for close to a week. Just when I thought I imaged things and was going to throw
out the monitor, something told me to check it out one last time.”
Tears
began filling Sophia’s eyes as she sat on the edge of her bed. Erika grabbed the last few tissues from
the bottom of the box and handed them to her. Erika broke down twice in a day was something she never
expected. Erika started to feel
bad about moving away, not being able to be there for Sophia like she was for
her, but there was no turning back.
Sophia
stopped crying and her sadness turned into rage. She turned around, blew her
nose and faced Erika. “I sat
around the corner in front of Betty’s house. I ready to shut the walky-talky
off when my cell phone rang.
I
spoke to the receptionist from work and became distasted when I heard Brian’s
voice come over the walky-talky. I
hung up and listened as he spoke.
I tried to figure out the other voice...it sounded so familiar...but it
couldn’t be...I didn’t want it to be.”
“Who
was he with?”
“I
don’t know how to tell you, or even how to describe the way I felt when I
realized who the mystery person was.
How could I have been so damn stupid not to realize it?”
“You
are not stupid. You are a kind and
loving person. You always trusted
people and always found the good in everyone.”
“Erika
you don’t get it, do you?”
“No. I guess I’m the one being stupid,”
Erika said crossing her arms, fearing the worst.
“My
husband is having an affair with another man.”
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WHOA! Didn't see that coming! WOW. Well done!
ReplyDeleteOh wow, there's a twist and a half !!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteSurprised me! Good, authentic anger display.
ReplyDeleteLoved this post, too. Zinger of a last sentence.
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