Running doesn't always solve the problem.
It was siesta time, the silence punctuated only by the flop, flop, of her sandals as she walked back from the beach. Green shutters swayed in the breeze, drifting like eye lids closing, she found she was holding her breath, the silence was so complete.
The doorway of her villa was in deep shadow, someone
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And good luck with your surgery!
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Loved how "stuffing" is interpreted here, and it seems perfect.
A butterfly swept up by the wash of water floated in,
"Poor thing" she whispered "but at least you stretched you wings in the sun didn't you?"
And I love this allegory too, because she DID get out and live, and saw what it could be. And if life with James again doesn't turn out, at least she now knows she has the strength to leave again.
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