Sunday, November 23, 2008

Novel

Novel by Keri Lock
(No part of this may be reproduced without the express permission of the author)
November 1978
Standing at the counter in the upstairs bathroom, she could hear the girls arguing in the kitchen. Sighing, she swiped at the tears stinging her eyes. “How am I supposed to do this on my own?” she whispered to her reflection in the mirror.

She felt old. She looked old. The lime colored paint on the wall behind caused her complexion to appear green. She turned away from her image, angry, a wave of nausea rolling over her. It had only been two months since the divorce was finalized and the exhaustion was overwhelming. Trying to be all things to her daughters was taking every ounce of energy she had. Work all day, pick the girls up, make dinner, help with homework, put the girls to bed, laundry, cleaning, packing lunches and into bed at midnight only to get up and do it again the next day, never a moment, not one, for herself.

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