By David Derey
I sped off like a getaway driver, ignoring the constantly buzzing phone and threat texts, continuing to press my foot down on the pedal. I’d been bestowed this spurt of courage and I’d use it while it lasted. Of course, the gas meter began dropping dangerously close to the red line. As a gas station slowly appeared, I felt dread—growing as I neared. I knew that once I stopped, this spurt of courage could be killed instantly by my enormous, inner coward:
Despite everything he has done he LOVES you. Drive back now and the punishment won’t be that painful.
An excellent, powerful story.
Thank you, very much 🙂
Excellent! Shows the battered spouse syndrome perfectly!! You did a great portraying a cycle that needs to be broken.
Thank you 🙂
Really well done. I could feel my heart pounding with the approaching gas station.
Thank you very much 🙂
Im really grateful for your kind feedbacks, folks.
I feel I couldve given this story a better shot, but like I said: Im grateful for the feedback. Always, grateful for feedback, whether it is critique or roses.
Love the notion of an inner coward. We all have one. You showed that beautifully!
Thanks a whole lot, June.