Her words continue to ricochet around my mind.
It’s been days since she ambushed me, machine gunning volleys of spiteful fury at me. Each accusation finding its target, bullets of truth thudding painfully into my body, bloodying further my already damaged conscience.
What came next was worse still.
Her wounded eyes shouting out pain and betrayal in explosive quietness.
I stood there in silence until she turned away.
I deserve it all. The anger. The vitriol. The hate.
Her disgust.
I can’t undo what is done.
I can’t expect forgiveness.
Not from her. Not from anyone.
Certainly not from myself.
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A 100 word story written by Bruce Arbuckle, inspired by the random word prompt “impact”
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