She was averse to making choices. If she ever reached a true fork in the road, she’d step out of the car, set it on fire and watch it explode. There was an irony to this, but she lacked the agency to grasp it. She had no issue eating from a garbage can if some alluring bite of deli sandwich tempted her. Yet to relax before bed she could be found reading the Robb Report. When we fell hopelessly in love, I believed only death would part us. Instead, she left on a Monday saying weekends were too good for endings.
Love it. Quirky and moving.
Jean Tomlinson says
Really enjoyed this. Thank you.
Constanée Malik Hemedi says
Brilliant, so well written. I had to google the Robb Report but now I’ve learnt something too.
Your characterization of the female definitely fits the title. She has such interesting quirks. The ending surprised me but made so much sense. Well done.