Foreclosure #3

Sandra drove out of town heading north on I-5, bulky boxes filling every crevice of her tiny Kia.  Mist lingered over the horizon.  As unsettling as it was, she was resigned to the fact that her father’s home was the only place she had to go.

She hadn’t lived with Don since she was five-years-old.  He had come in and out of her life all during her childhood, but never seemed to stay.  He was widowed a year ago and, Sandra thought, loneliness is probably the only reason he has called me every week since.

Sandra tried to bury her feelings but she was still angry for the way he had deserted her and her mother.   And even though Karen was gone, she couldn’t accept the fact that her father had married Karen and raised Karen’s son.  And, Sandra decided that she didn’t care if Don knew that either.

Oh God, she thought, please please, help me find a job quickly.

She knew living with her father wasn’t going to work.  But, for now, somehow, she had to make it work.

Three word Wednesday words–bulky, mist, resign.

 

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4 responses to “Foreclosure #3

  1. Seems like they are both in it for the wrong reasons, and that’s never going to end well… Good piece.

  2. poor Sandra but maybe just maybe Don will make amends and they’ll be happier.

  3. Wow… you covered some deep emotions in such a short write. A very interesting read which could be further explored?

  4. More than one foreclosure happening in this tight mix of words..i hope she moves on quickly..though we so often we get stuck in these places..Jae

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