“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?”
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!
“When you look at me, do you see her?” she asked. “Or do you see me?”
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I have to know too!! Great six! Want more!
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.
Takes guts to ask a question like that, hope she can handle the answer! Excellent excerpt as always!
Wow…. great six, Sharon. I definitely want to know!
Very nicely done. The desparation in her voice was tangible.
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I’m guessing yes, it does matter. Interesting snippet!
Only a guy would have to ask if it matters. :-} Great characterization, Sharon!