This little story is a three part Centus. To read parts one and two, go here first.
“All right,” she said from far off, from the future, from all the years coming up, and from the first night alone in bed."
-James Dickey, “Deliverance”
After the sun disappeared from Drew’s coffin, and mourners began moving away, Lauren spotted a woman, walking alone.
Lauren’s heart jumped in her chest. She sent the boys with Drew’s parents, and doubled back, approaching the stranger from behind.
“I know who you are,” she said, her voice low and gritty. “How dare you come here. How dare you! Were it not for you, my boys might still have their father. Were it not for your selfish disregard for anyone else, our family could be whole, and Drew might be laughing, and playing games with his sons!”
At the sound of Lauren’s voice, the woman spun around sharply, her eyes large with shock. “We were in love!” she responded.
“LOVE?” Lauren hissed. “You think he LOVED you? Drew had an ego as big as Texas! He never loved you. You’re nothing! Trash! A whore! You’ll always be an ignorant whore!”
Jenny tried to make amends by giving us 150 words this week for our Saturday Centus, and I made use of every single one! Whittling down can be difficult, but I am a firm believer that "less is more." Remember the words of William Shakespeare--"Brevity is the soul of wit." I try to live by those words whenever I can. It really makes one think twice, sometimes, before running off at the fingers (notice that I said "sometimes").
Hope over to Jenny's, now, and read the offerings of the other Centusians. I'll race you!!