Dangerously Close
Ignoring the glances from the other women in the busy airport restroom she splashed water on her face to wash away the tears. She turned off the taps and closed her eyes. Flashes of the weekend came like a kalidescope. On a shaky breath, she opened her eyes and met her own gaze in the mirror.
"Just a few more minutes," she whispered to her reflection. "You'll be fine in a few more minutes."
"Just a few more minutes," she whispered to her reflection. "You'll be fine in a few more minutes."
posted by kcterrilynn at 8:55 AM
2 Comments:
are those tears of joy or sadness?
Spacks: Dunno yet, haven't written that part yet. This is just the beginning of a short story that's been in my head for a while.
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