Your angry words: a fuse that just won’t catch. I’m too damn tired to fight tonight. The bedtime story I’m reading our son is ripped
from my hands and tossed aside. He’s the
four year old, but you’re the one who’s being childish.
You storm off. I retrieve
the book and read, like nothing happened.
***
Here are my fifty-five words for G-Man's Friday 55. Head on
over and see what others had to say this week, and maybe give the F55 a shot
yourself.
14 comments:
Damn. This really got to me.
Definitely says a lot in 55 words.
Good job in capturing the moment.
Thanks for another Friday 55!
Mine's here. :)
oy lots of angst in your 55...i personally hope it truly is fiction...
Yeah.....
Sometimes it's just not worth it.
Heavy 55 Corrie.
Superbly written My Friend
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
Ouch, the four-year-old grown man strikes again.
Nicely done.
Glorious.
I played (after a long hiatus).
Months and months and months
55 words with bite... Thank you.
well those 55 were a shot to the gut.
well written, extremely so, but they made me hurt for you none the less.
ive spent some time in that world, i don't envy your perspective.
If you don't feel it fuel, the fire will soon burn out. Tight 55!
This goes deep, too much so to be comfortable. I suppose even those places must be visited every now and then. Thank you.
Sounds like someone needs a time out.
Relatable, good write (was a stepfather in a previous marriage: interesting times).
Oh girl an awesome post but my heart goes out to you. Sometimes the adults need lessons in growing up.
I just hope that the lessons learned are not how to treat a lady for the little one. Too many victims in your 55 my dear. Peace to you.
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