When he left her, Emily retreated to the woods in a ramshackle hut without running water or electricity. She hoped the solitude would kill her, or that the lack of sound would at least deafen her. However, it only made her instincts keener and her will stronger.
For sustenance, she hunted the woods and fished the lake. She wrote her manuscript by the light of day, and continued writing by firelight until long after the sun set. The mewling of the coyotes sang her to sleep each night.
Emily thought she had found serenity, but then he reappeared.
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Genre: General Fiction
Thank you Rochelle Wisoff Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers. I don’t write much anymore but when the stories come, they come quickly and I have to reach out and grab them before they get away.
I’m unsure of the cadence of this story, or if it even makes sense. I take any and all criticism or kudos.
Sweet piece… the last line a knife.
Yeah, I told a friend I can see her stabbing him in the face. lol
I think she may not need the knife any more
I think she’s going to point a gun at his face. Lol
It makes sense, I could take it that he reappeared physically or less literally, perhaps in her mind, something she couldn’t escape. Nicely done.
Oh no, he showed back up physically.
Oh, I likes it! Actually reminds me of some I would, and have done… the seclusion part. When we lost our home and had to live in a tent in the woods… well, it was a much different life.
Girl, I commend you for living in a tent when you lost your home. Bless you for dealing with that type of hardship. I hope things are better for you now.
yes, they are. We were homeless because the apartment manager didn’t like our car…yes, literally. It was too ‘old’ for her liking. It was spotless, no dents/rust/damage. It ran just fine. It was only 10 yrs old. Anyway, we have an affordable apartment now in a less wealthy but much happier community.
I am so glad to hear you are doing well. Man, was that lady a snob. A well maintained ten year old car is nothing to sneer at! Take care.
The bad penny drops in.
Yes he did, but how will she handle it? With standing up for her bad ass self.
Ah, but our hearts could feel its journey…few words, many meanings my friend. We are drawn into that urge to adventure, hearts and all 😀 ❤
Think I’ll continue the story soon.
❤
I love this, it feels like the opening to a book i could not put down. I hope you find the rest of it and share it,
I sure do want to continue it. It feels like my story.
I liked this, a bloody good read
Thank you my love. I think I’ll add to it this weekend.
Oh, f–k!
Randy
Yep. lol.
This leaves you with so many questions of what’s going to happen next. Also love Emily’s independent spirit so I hope she uses her strength here and survives. Great story.
Thank you my dear. I’m hoping to continue the story.
I’m always pleased to see you writing again, Renee. It can only be for the good, and you’ve lost none of your talents.
Oh Sandra, you do my heart good by saying such kind things. I feel like I could continue this story…
…and it was all going so well! Nice one.
My FriFic tale is called Solace!
Thanks for the comment. I’ll be sure to read yours soon.
Dear Renee,
I’m so glad to see you back on the FF grid. 😀 Lovely piece, sweet and serene until that last line. Now I’m terrified for her. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Lol, I’m not terrified for her. I believe she’ll kick his ass.
I hope he sees how futile it is, and leave while there still is time.
Yes because she’s going to gouge his eyes out. Lol
I wish you could have seen my lip curl when I read the last line. I hope she does stab him with a knife, per your comment to Ted.
I hope she does too. At least have her punch him in the neck!
Something tells me she doesn’t want him to come in and mess with her serenity… He should walk away….
You got that right girl.
I hope she gets rid of him and he doesn’t come back!
Violently? Giggle.
I’m happy now that she knows she can easily survive alone in the worst of the conditions. Next time he’ll leave, she won’t be this devastated. Great tale Renee!
I think she’ll tell him that he can leave and she doesn’t need him anymore. It will devastate him, because he will finally know what he lost.
Oh darn it, just as things were beginning to look up 😉
Oh I believe they’re still looking up. She’ll move on and be just fine.
Stinging last line. Damn! She has come so far. I hope she has the strength to deal with him. Great story, lovely neat pace.
Oh my goodness, thanks so much for the critique. I do appreciate it. I think my character will be okay.
Oh no! I didn’t want him to re-enter her life, desecrate her sanctuary! I hope she kicks him all the way down the mountain 🙂
Lol, I believe she will!