She escapes outside, where she sees Brandon’s BMW parked by the kerb. For some reason, she feels that the air in the car’s tyres is crying out to be set free.
Who is she to ignore a plea for emancipation?
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The party is fun right up until the moment she sees Brandon laughing and joking with his latest conquest. From then on, she feels herself unravelling and not in a good way. Not like a present being unwrapped to reveal a delightful surprise, or like a stubborn knot in a shoelace finally giving way. Not in any of those ways.
She escapes outside, where she sees Brandon’s BMW parked by the kerb. For some reason, she feels that the air in the car’s tyres is crying out to be set free. Who is she to ignore a plea for emancipation?
4 Comments
Jennifer Duncan
19/4/2024 01:46:14 pm
Good description of "unraveling". We've probably all been there for one reason or another.
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Cheryl Dahlstrand
20/4/2024 07:07:05 pm
Clever title and sweet revenge, albeit anonymous!
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Sue Clayton
21/4/2024 04:31:47 am
A woman scorned indeed.
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Glo Curl
22/4/2024 05:21:06 pm
Let it all out girl! 😆
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