writing exercise

[cannedtomatos]

i remember the day i told him to go.

There is the chatter of other people arriving, greeting each other, unaware what was going on.

Its just two people talking. Two people and  desk. two people, a desk, and a set of keys. One key resting on top of the other.

I am sitting in the big chair, legs folded, arms crossed, flanked by shelves of our history.

Comments

[anonymous]

Do I know you? I saw your site on my Google Analytics page, and I see that you've done the same writing project I posted last night. (http://considergrace.com/will-you-tell-me-a-story/) I'd love to add your story here as a comment on that post....it is so beautiful and so compelling.

Consider Grace - AJ

[cannedtomatos]

no, you don't know me. I found your link on a friends facebook wall.

I was thinking of adding it as a comment, but didn't feeel it was right since I don't know you, but I will now that you have asked!