May
In The Kitchen
She raised her hands high above her head in a big stretch, joining her hands together. She twisted her neck, rolling it around. She had to get some life in her. She had things to do.
She looked out the window, seeing the beautiful blue sky and was looking forward to the day.
Her eyes set upon the small glass apple dish sitting on her window ledge. She looked away.
And then looked back.
She was slightly puzzled. She suddenly realized she had not noticed her wedding rings that sat in that dish for a long time. She tried to think back to the last time she had seen them.
She remembered, thinking back to an angry day doing the dishes, when she had glared at them-but it had been like a blizzard outside that night.
Surely, she had noticed them since?
But she could not recall.
She picked up the rings and slid them into the pocket of her jeans.
Stepping Outside
She could not believe how cold it was out. Oh, it was nothing like the month before when it had still been snowing. But she had truly believed Spring had fully sunk itself in. The chill in the air was a blow to the system. The wind was just a bit too angry with her hair. But when the wind took its breaks, the sun shone wonderfully, and warmed her. This made up for it all.
Today just felt like a good day to her.
At The Pawn Shop
She smiled at the man behind the counter. He had smart blue eyes and a bald head.
She slid the rings across to him.
"I'll take thirty bucks", she said.
The man looked up surprised, startled. He could not hide it.
"Oh, Ma'am, I cannot do that to you-"
She looked him square in the eyes and smiled larger.
"I said I'll take thirty bucks."
He opened his till and handed her the money.
At The Pop Machine
She stopped along her path to the mall's grocery store. Pop seemed like a good idea and she fished in her pocket to see if she had enough change.
She did.
She put her hand up to start depositing the coins when she stopped to look at the change.
Why this was the last of it, she thought to herself. She blinked her eyes rapidly. It had only been two days.
What had she spent thirty dollars on? She had stopped for lunch, bought a few coffees, even lent five dollars to someone she saw everyday. But that had not totaled up to even close to thirty dollars.
Hmmmph, she thought. Imagine that. I cannot remember.
And she did not feel guilty.
She just felt happy.
In The Kitchen
She raised her hands high above her head in a big stretch, joining her hands together. She twisted her neck, rolling it around. She had to get some life in her. She had things to do.
She looked out the window, seeing the beautiful blue sky and was looking forward to the day.
Her eyes set upon the small glass apple dish sitting on her window ledge. She looked away.
And then looked back.
She was slightly puzzled. She suddenly realized she had not noticed her wedding rings that sat in that dish for a long time. She tried to think back to the last time she had seen them.
She remembered, thinking back to an angry day doing the dishes, when she had glared at them-but it had been like a blizzard outside that night.
Surely, she had noticed them since?
But she could not recall.
She picked up the rings and slid them into the pocket of her jeans.
Stepping Outside
She could not believe how cold it was out. Oh, it was nothing like the month before when it had still been snowing. But she had truly believed Spring had fully sunk itself in. The chill in the air was a blow to the system. The wind was just a bit too angry with her hair. But when the wind took its breaks, the sun shone wonderfully, and warmed her. This made up for it all.
Today just felt like a good day to her.
At The Pawn Shop
She smiled at the man behind the counter. He had smart blue eyes and a bald head.
She slid the rings across to him.
"I'll take thirty bucks", she said.
The man looked up surprised, startled. He could not hide it.
"Oh, Ma'am, I cannot do that to you-"
She looked him square in the eyes and smiled larger.
"I said I'll take thirty bucks."
He opened his till and handed her the money.
At The Pop Machine
She stopped along her path to the mall's grocery store. Pop seemed like a good idea and she fished in her pocket to see if she had enough change.
She did.
She put her hand up to start depositing the coins when she stopped to look at the change.
Why this was the last of it, she thought to herself. She blinked her eyes rapidly. It had only been two days.
What had she spent thirty dollars on? She had stopped for lunch, bought a few coffees, even lent five dollars to someone she saw everyday. But that had not totaled up to even close to thirty dollars.
Hmmmph, she thought. Imagine that. I cannot remember.
And she did not feel guilty.
She just felt happy.
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