“Can I talk to him?”
“No… Do not call this house again.” Click.
Carrie felt her face flush, red shame heating her whole body.
What was she doing there? He said she moved out, separated.
A year of empty promises, time and life wasted. Idealistic dreams of what could be, shattered by twenty years of marriage to be worked on.
How could I have been so stupid? He was never going to pick me.
A rude awakening. A reason, finally time to leave and move on. Young, “in love,” easily manipulated. A phase, but one that would leave scars.
This blog post is part of Charli Mill’s Flash Fiction Challenge issued by Carrot Ranch Communications. July 22, 2015 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that has a shift in perspective. It can be a transition of one character or a change between character points of view. Go where the prompt leads, either technically or creatively.