It was my job.
I couldn’t refuse a job.
She would have to understand.
I thought she understood.
But she didn’t.
One day she wasn’t there when I got back.
I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised that she left.
That she finally left.
But I was.
I was surprised when she wasn’t there when I got home.
I thought she would always be there.
But my job got in the way.
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Categories: flash fiction