Six Sentence Sunday

“When you look at me, do you see her?” she asked. “Or do you see me?”
“Don’t do this, ma chérie.”
“I have to,” she whispered. “I have to know.”
“Does it matter?”


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8 thoughts on “Six Sentence Sunday

  1. I suspect my imagination is usually worse than the reality. In my experience, most men look at a yummy apple crisp dessert, topped with vanilla ice cream and gooey caramel sauce with the same passion as they would a hot blond. It’s hard to feel jealous of apples!

    But great 6, I feel her anguish.

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