She broke the rules first. It was like taking money from the wallet of someone who’d steal from her eventually.
And he did. Wondering why she didn’t agonize over closure, the way other women did.
She’d never tell him that the story ended long ago. With the realization that they were both capable of theft.
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Tags: Games, Relationships, Theft
Posted in 55-worders, Storybook | Comments (5)
April 16th, 2007 at 11:57 am
It’s always enlightening to stop by here. “…like taking money from the wallet of someone who’d steal from her eventually.” Yep. I get that.
April 16th, 2007 at 3:45 pm
awesome…hey!
April 16th, 2007 at 7:15 pm
@ Julie Luongo: Do you? I wondered if anyone would. Thank you!
@ Shreyasi:
Someone’s got me re-addicted to the 55ers.
April 17th, 2007 at 9:39 am
really? ahh
lovin’ this as always. first thing I do is open our page and check on your new entry…
April 17th, 2007 at 3:30 pm
Ouchhhhh