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Talking to the Wall

by Ellen Kornetsky

“You know I’ll always love you, Andrew,” Helen begins gently, her voice barely audible, “but I want more... I need to live-” she continues, reaching out. Hesitating, Helen drops her hand; then, emboldened, she carries on: “Fuss and bother, Andrew, I’m getting married and you will just have to deal with it!” Helen matches Andrew’s penetrating gaze, so cool... silent... unwavering. Spinning smartly on her heel, she strides from the room, spine straight, head high. Does the glint in Andrew’s eye mean he approves, or is it just a reflection of the morning sun? Andrew keeps his secrets, and soon the portrait of Helen’s dead husband loses its prominent place on the bedroom wall.

6S

Ellen Kornetsky is an honest-to-God Maine native, not one of those wannabes from away. She writes because she can't help it.

6 comments:

Leatherdykeuk said...

Sweet. It's time she had a new life.

austere said...

Moving on time?

Joe said...

Nicely done. You said a lot in so few many words and conveyed much of the backstory while telling the present story. Keep writing. I like the line in the bio that you can't help but write. Well said there, too.

Linda said...

Heh-heh-heh... nice 6S. I admit, I'm a Maine wannabe and fantasize of owning some shack in Eggemoggin Reach. Any shack will do... Peace, Linda

kk said...

Very cool, Ellen! It looks great in print, my friend.

oceana setaysha said...

Goosebumps...
But VERY cool!


:-)