
The Office
Weary from walking she looked at her watch noting the time was 10:25 PM. She remembered leaving a little after 9 o’clock. Exhausted and aching she murmured to herself ‘sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy’. She began to cry.
It had been a pleasant day. She had accomplished a lot, feeling a ‘good tired’, as she liked to say. Dinner was prepared, the table was set as usual. She waited for her husband to come home.
He wasn’t usually late without calling. By 8:00 dinner was beginning to look sad.
He worked nearby so she slipped out the house and started walking to his business.
She entered the building making her way to his office. Opening the door she found him at his desk with his assistant on her knees in front of him. She was not picking up paperclips.
Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Linda from Charmed Chaos is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and had prompted us with Prosery which is to include this line from Spring Azures from the book Wild Geese by Mary Oliver: ‘Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy,’ Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
Oh, my gosh. This is heartbreaking.
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Thanks Linda! ☺️
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I want to read the sequel to this one!
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LOL 🤣 I could definitely do that! Thanks Bev 💕
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Too depressed to read and comment this evening, just saying hello – be back when I am repackaged.
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Gosh Rob, hope you’re ok and this is nothing serious 😕 Wishing you well my friend 🥰
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So sad for her, but I hope he got what was coming to him.
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Oh for sure Sadje ☺️👍
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👍👍👍
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What a rude awakening! Next, the reckoning. The twist ending was nicely done, Christine.
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Thanks so much Dora. Yes there should be a sequel, right? ☺️
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Gosh! How terrible! But the last line had me giggling! 🤭
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I know right? It was PG rated 🤣
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Oh, the poor woman! I would like to know what she did next…
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Maybe we will find out in a future prosery! Thanks Ingrid ☺️
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An awful scenario, Christine, that I wouldn’t wish on any wife. Sadly, it’s a familiar one for so many.I too would like to know what happened next.
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Thanks Kim ☺️. Yes maybe I can save that for another prosery 👍
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Oh no! Brilliantly done, Christine 🙂
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Thanks Chris ☺️
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Glad she found out what a loser he is.
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Yes! He lost her for sure. Thanks for reading Debi ☺️
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The end made me laugh out loud! This is poignant and brilliantly portrayed! 💝💝
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I’m so happy you laughed at the end. I had to find an ending that lightened the shock that poor woman had! Thanks Sanaa 🤣
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You’re most welcome! 🙂
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Uh Oh.
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Indeed Helen! 😦
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I hope to another installment with another “dish served cold” is the topic.
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Ha! Indeed Bjorn ☺️
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What a jerk!
-David
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I know, right? ☺️ Thanks David!
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Well, that would be an awful thing to walk in on. However, your writing was excellent! Your ending was a surprise. I thought he had died at his desk. He probably wished he had after seeing his wife catching him! Great storytelling
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Ooo, I never thought of that! I’m happy I surprised you. Thank you so much ☺️
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Ouch! Well done!
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Thanks for reading Louise ☺️
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OOfff! Nice twist!
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Thanks Jennifer ☺️
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Oh dear! Who did pick the paper clips up? It’s worrying me!😟
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Yes really! It’s almost a Whodunnit 🤣🤣
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