The Dinner Table

The Dinner Table

A Story by Bardy
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(Completed November 29, 2017)

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I sit here at our table tonight. An empty seat and bowl across from me. I wanted to do something special by letting you know I would have dinner ready for us. That way we can spend some much needed time together. Which I know I haven't given us because of the project at work.

You were suppose to be here at 7. Looking at the clock, its quarter past 8. I fear that my efforts are too late. It won't be nearly sufficient. You've decided to go out to dinner with him instead. Seems like I can no longer give you what you want anymore. My love isn't enough of a reason to make you stay.

© 2017 Bardy


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Bardy
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You will find all my posts are either random thoughts I've had, things I've had said to people in conversation, memories of the past or questions that I wonder about. more..

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