The Right Thing – Crimson’s Creative Challenge #82

Well, hell. Here I was, minding my own business, reading blog posts when I happened upon Na’ama’s take on Crispina‘s lovely image below.  I dutifully left a comment, telling her she had no business leaving us hanging with her post and that I was probably not going to play as I had no ideas. We back and forthed in comments till she retorted with:  Wanna write ‘chapter 2’ to what I’d begun…?  And well, here I am. Nothing like being coerced challenged.  While mine can stand alone, please, do me a favour and read Na’ama’s post first right here before reading mine.  Thank you Crispina for hosting this here party weekly!  No matchy-matchy this week again 😉

The Right Thing

The attorney frowned at Juliette over his reading glasses. “You’re sure you want to leave that old farmhouse to this Morris guy?

Juliette nodded weakly. “Yes, it is the least I can do. Besides, I made a promise all those years ago.”

“An old promise. Ridiculous!  Does he even remember you?”

“I might have broken his heart.  I couldn’t tell him I had this heart condition. I didn’t want him to feel obligated to stay with me.  So I let him go.”

“That was a big decision for you to make for him.”

“Yes.  It was mine to make.”

“As a result, you dealt with this alone.”

“I felt it was the right thing. Better to break it off in the beginning than for us to get in deeper and then still have to lose me.  This way he had a chance at finding happiness.”

“I hope he appreciates this.”

Impasse – Friday Fictioneers

Thanks to my oh-so noisy kids, I am up way before I want to.  Showers, breakfast making, frying pans landing not too softly on the stove…

Instead of tossing and swearing and turning and cussing, I got up and decided to see if I can make it on the first line of Friday Fictioneers!  Thanks always to Rochelle for keeping us ducks in a row and this week, she even supplied her own photo…

Join in on the madness by clicking on the blue frog below and adding the link to your story.  It’s fun and a great exercise in “removing the unnecessary fluff”.

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Impasse

“We’ve reached an impasse,” Sofia said stonily.

“Come on!  We can work this out.  It will be a great project,” Ryan cajoled.

“No,  I’m not interested.  It’s not going to happen.  You can’t change my mind.”

“It’s been in my family for years.  I don’t want to just give it up.”

“Then don’t.  Keep it.”

“But I want you with me in this!”

“No way in hell I am helping you turn this cold, dank, windowless pile of stone into a B&B.”

“It has so much potential.  We can make it work.”

“Enjoy your project.  Call me when it’s finished.”