Janice
Janice remembers walking along the pink beach, legs and feet obscured by the life blossoming inside her, thinking her life was perfect. Her husband eventually yanked off her rose-tinted glasses and threw them to the ground, where they were crushed under his lover’s stiletto heels.
posted by Helen @ 10:59 AM
7 Comments:
What a thing, the image of his lover crushing her rose tinted glasses.
What a fabulously written post.
What a fabulously written post.
Ouch! What powerful images.
Hmm...I was going to say ouch and I was going to comment on how well this was written. Woulda coulda shoulda.
Thanks (and double thanks Indigo!) for your comments everyone.
Hmmm...I wonder how that happened? Sometimes computers can be so annoying! But it was doubly fabulous!
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