DP Challenge: Fifty
She stood in the driveway and stared at the house that used to be HOME.
A life no longer hers betrayed by actions she…didn’t regret.
A shared routine now, part-time parent, drop offs and text arrangements.
Comfort lost.
Regret ever-present, even in the arms of another.
A heart lost still.peekiequeen DP Challenge c. Monday, April 7, 2014
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Wow. So SAD! Can’t wait to turn 50!! 🙂 Good, insightful work, Peekiequeen. B. On 4/7/14 3:17 PM, “The Expressib
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Enjoyed the mystery in this. Sad and bleak but also beautiful. Looking forward to reading more of your work.
Thank you very much. I look forwRd to reading more of your work as well. All the best.
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