Tag: Rupture
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The Departure
The invitation came wrapped as a question. “You’re invited,” he said.“But aren’t you working Monday?” It was offered on days he already knew I could not go. I recognised it instantly. I wasn’t invited. My stomach dropped.The door widened. I said it gently.How it landed for me.That I would rather honesty than something half-held.An invitation…
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The Party
It was almost exactly a year ago. We had just reconnected after a few weeks apart.The distance came from another party.A rupture.One where he had been inappropriate with another woman in front of me. Still, I was hopeful. It was his younger daughter’s party.I arrived early, at his house first. A small pre-gathering before the…
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