To Say Goodbye, Permanently, Pungently

The witching hour was gone and dead but Georgia had a few more words to write. It was so freeing to write it all down, like she was excising her demons. She could finally say goodbye. The sharpie was running out but her creativity was not.

She was glad that Michael’s belly was so damn wide and flat. If it wasn’t for tone this would all be much harder to do legibly. She couldn’t quite tell you when or why she decided to leave Mike but she had a few more markers to figure out why. The booze was wearing off though and if that smell doesn’t wake someone, someone’s dead.

With the last i dotted and hearts added for good measure she left her ex with an indelible reminder of a very flaky woman.

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