“How long are you going to sit there sulking?” asked a woman in a dim corner.
“As long as it takes for this feeling of failure to subside,” the brunette replied.
“Oh.” A pause. “That could be a while.”
With a heavy sigh, she tossed a brownish-red lock over her shoulder. “I know.”
Shifting in the corner, the first woman went on, “And between now and then…” she let the question dangle until she realized she wasn’t getting a response, “…what do you plan to do?”
A minute passed. “Pull myself together.” With that, she turned from the dark mirror.
“As long as it takes for this feeling of failure to subside,” the brunette replied.
“Oh.” A pause. “That could be a while.”
With a heavy sigh, she tossed a brownish-red lock over her shoulder. “I know.”
Shifting in the corner, the first woman went on, “And between now and then…” she let the question dangle until she realized she wasn’t getting a response, “…what do you plan to do?”
A minute passed. “Pull myself together.” With that, she turned from the dark mirror.
