Monday, April 4, 2011


The following is a work of fiction.

Cheryl had a secret. She wasn't going to tell a soul until the right time came. But how? Surely it would be a disappointment to some. To one person at least it would be devastating. To worry about that after all this time would be absolutely fruitless.

About a month ago she had gotten a major promotion. It was in Portland, Oregon. That meant relocation from her town in Virginia. She was ridiculously excited... and scared. After all, Chuck would not want to come with her. He wouldn't want to leave his son. Besides if she was this eager for the job and was determined to take it did she really love Chuck all that much anyway? Probably not as much as she should have.

While mulling all these things over in her head Cheryl failed to pay attention to where she was walking. She stepped right into a giant mud puddle. "Crap, crap, crap!" She cleaned herself off as best she could and continued to walk along to the bus stop.

What would she tell Chuck? She knew he would be crushed. Would he call her an ungrateful bitch? Would he cry? She actually would prefer to be called a bitch or any other name than have to deal with a man crying. Yuck!

She took the stairs to her second floor apartment. She was digging around in her purse for her keys when she heard the noise. It was Chuck's voice and a... woman? Cheryl opened the door slowly and quietly. She rounded the corner to the living room where she found Chuck and his ex wife on the couch. They were in a very compromising position indeed and having quite a lot of fun at it.

Cheryl almost laughed at the looks on their faces when she dropped her purse loudly. "Oh, don't let me interrupt you! Carry on. I'll be in the bedroom changing."

Chuck burst in after her completely naked and sputtering. "I can explain. Give me a minute. I'll-

"Don't trouble yourself, Charlie." She only ever called him Charlie when she was angry. This time there was a definite coldness to her manner. She knew that this was the perfect time. She was inwardly thanking him for giving her a reason to break up with him. "It looks like we both have been concealing things from one another. I think it's time we came clean."

The End


Nf1andprek-whisper said...

i always like your dialogue and stories.. fictional... I really want to read a book of yours.

Ella said...

Keeping writing; I love the come clean line~ You did a great job, letting us see Charlies' true colors.

Name: Luana Krause said...

Ooh, I want to read more! Great little story.

welcome to my world of poetry said...

You have a great talent for writing and it's has always been a pleaasure to read.

Thanks for the comment.

E.J. Wesley said...

Really enjoyed the 'sample'! Like everyone else, I wanted to keep reading.

Your photos are gorgeous, btw!

Nice to meet you!


Tundiel said...

Loved this, Marjorie! *wants more samples*

L'Aussie said...

A great story for C. Clever you. I browsed down and love all your photos too. A pleasure to visit.

Thank you for travelling to Columbia with me.


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Anonymous said...

Great C read. Well done you :o)

Leovi said...

Realmente su escritura engancha y deja un buen sabor de boca, al igual que los materiales que he utilizado para mi foto. Si conoce la obra de Charles Bukowski se puede imaginar lo que es. Saludos.

Leovi said...

Writing really hooked and leaves a good taste, like the materials I used for my photo. If you know the work of Charles Bukowski can imagine what it is. Greetings.

Stephen T. McCarthy said...

Just a stab in the dark here but... I'm guessing Chuck didn't cry.

~ D-FensDogg
'Loyal American Underground'

Hart Johnson said...

Great story, Marjorie! Nicely done.

RosieC said...

Well done :) Thanks for sharing.

East for Green Eyes

Stephen T. McCarthy said...

>>...Great story, Marjorie! Nicely done.

>>...Well done :) Thanks for sharing.

My gosh! Is it for comments like those that we blog?! Should anyone wonder that I'm going to stop blogging soon?!

~ D-FensDogg
'Loyal American Underground'

POSTSCRIPT: Marjorie, feel free to delete my comment, and no hard feelings in the least if you do. (I promise!) But I just can't stand the "plastic" Blogosphere anymore! The Blogosphere makes "Hollywood" seem sincere and it makes "real life" seem desirable!

I dunno, maybe it's just me, but I'm so glad I'm leaving this "sphere" soon.

Jeffrey Beesler said...

There's no way that bedroom conversation is going to end well. I'm sure Cheryl's just going to say a sarcastic, "Sorry, Charlie!" and kick his not-so-sorry butt to the curb. Cheryl can probably do so much better.

Marjorie said...

Thanks to all for the comments. I really do appreciate everyone who takes the time to comment.

Stephen, I'm not going to delete your comment, goof ball! I really wish you weren't quitting blogging. I find that your comments are always fun and entertaining and I like them more than almost anyone else's. Though let me assure you Tami's (Hart's) comment is nothing if not sincere. We've known each other longer than either of us has been blogging. Gosh, I would venture to say at least 5 years if not longer.

I'm thinking what you object to are comments that you don't think are sincere. I hope all of these are.

Stephen T. McCarthy said...

>>...I'm thinking what you object to are comments that you don't think are sincere. I hope all of these are.

Well, my friend, one can always "hope".

~ D-FensDogg
'Loyal American Underground'

Margaret Hall said...

I so like the way that you put us "into" the character, following her footsteps and then feeling the confrontation she felt..Loved it!