Drabbles

It was a day like any other day. Bright. Fresh. Promising. It was a letter like any other letter. Standard. Manila. Window envelope. It was a moment like countless others that had gone before… was it the electricity bill which was always a week late? Another letter of demand from the ongoing mess of a…

A hundred roses couldn't compensate for the devastation. A hundred apologies couldn't erase the pain. A hundred Lindt chocolates couldn't sweeten the bitter aftermath of betrayal. A hundred phone calls failed to erase the sound of 'her' voice on his answering machine. And then the brainwave hit. After a hundred days filled with nerve-wracking moments……

The mutilated, bloodied appendage nestled against the soft, fluffy cushion. A shudder rippled through my body… the icy hand of fear gripped… squeezed… squeezed… at the core of my being… This was sheer madness! The stakes had been raised. It had advanced from the simple, cat-and-mouse fun that had prompted the crazy feud, spiralled out…

The return was momentous, accompanied by pomp and ceremony. She literally waltzed in, larger-than-life, amidst tears and laughter, a lavish feast to rival any that had been hosted within her five year absence. And it took just a few moments to turn my cosy world around… and make a mockery of my hard-earned position within…

She was from the wrong side of the track. The side that sported dusty, pot-holed, rutted roads, strewn with an assortment of papers, broken bottles, stones and other debris; where mongrels scavenged for left-over scraps from a nearby heap of dirt…  far removed from the green, freshly-mowed, sprinkler-studded, well-manicured lawns of suburban existence. You know…