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| [Photo from my 2014 "Living on the Thames" post, URL] |
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A bad night
Josh had wakened early that day. He could sleep no more and had lain wide awake, reviewing last evening.
Why did he
crash the Peterman Dance Hall party in progress? Why?
There was only one reason, one he wished would leave his mind.
Joline had been invited to the party, “but come alone”, by her ex-college roommate. All girls he had surmised, why else come stag.
Lots of cars he had thought, driving in. He had wanted to see the roommate again too, he knew as he cracked open the door. Oops, he quickly closed the door. Joline on the floor, dancing with her first romantic crush.
Josh could take no more, last night nor this morning. Leaning over the rail, below and in the distance was coming his target, an 18-wheeler. Overhead ‘traffic holding its breath, Sky a tense diaphragm’ . . .
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Oh no . . . don't stop here . . . what happens????
ReplyDeleteGripping and heart-wrenching. Oh that poor guy.
ReplyDeleteYou skillfully captured raw emotion in this great take on the prompt. Thank you for sharing!
You left us hanging over the balcony Jim.
ReplyDeleteIntriguing.
Much💖love
Not a place, physically or emotionally, one would ever want to find themselves in. I hope he doesn't do what I think he might do.
ReplyDeleteSo full of emotion Jim, I hope he doesn't do anything stupid 🫢
ReplyDeleteIntense ending. Dramatic, Jim.
ReplyDeleteA tragedy waiting to happen... Love will do that to you! Well done, Jim.
ReplyDeleteWith the name Jolene, I cannot stop thinking about Dolly Parton's song. Maybe the male perspective on the same story....
ReplyDeleteI’ve had so many bad nights myself, Jim, it was a relief to read about someone else’s! Poor Josh! I like the way you left the prompt lines until the end to create dramatic tension.
ReplyDeleteCliffhanger!
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