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[Clyde-B]

Ennis shrugged. “Man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do,” he said with a wink.

 

Love Ennis's idea of what it takes to be a man!   

[Clyde-B]

Aww, Clyde .....I look forward to reading these every day to see where you're taking us next.     
 

Thanks, Marie,
I was afraid I was bumming you out because Jack wasn't really alive.
This all got started because of your comment about laughing and crying, and I thought, "Gee, there's a whole bunch of other emotions I haven't even tried yet, like fear and tension."

[Clyde-B]

Really enjoyed your story, Clyde.
Thank you for filling in some of that open space, those terrible aching doubts, for Ennis.

Thank you, Fern.
I really love Ennis very much.  It's hard for me to put him through a lot of crap.
If I do, I have to leave him better off somehow.

[MaineWriter]

Hello everyone,

Following up on Clyde's comment, let's have some emotions for prompts today:

• fear and tension
• loathing
• joyous abandon

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[mariez]

. . . .  I’ll always be there.  Jack

Okay, so now you made me cry again, Clyde - but in a good way. 

.......
          Well, we’re back where we started at the very first line, we know what Jack decided and his postcard has been delivered, so my little story has come to its end. 
          I hope you can forgive me for letting you think Jack was still alive, but if I did my job, I left Ennis willing to fight for those he loves, believing he just might win, knowing for sure that it was him and not somebody else that Jack loved, and thinking that maybe, just maybe, they really will be together again.

CB

Thanks, Marie,
I was afraid I was bumming you out because Jack wasn't really alive.
This all got started because of your comment about laughing and crying, and I thought, "Gee, there's a whole bunch of other emotions I haven't even tried yet, like fear and tension."

You couldn't have done your job any better, bud.  Yeah, I have to hold on to the belief that Ennis knew - and that Jack did too.  Unbearable otherwise. Thanks so much, Clyde.  Guiding us through all those emotions was a memorable drabble experience.

Marie

[mariez]

Looking Back

He had lived with the fear for so long it had become a part of him.  Constantly floating on a river of tension, the brief stops of joyous abandon becoming fewer.  The fear was no longer a part of him; it had been replaced by something even more loathsome.  Nothing ran deeper or wider than the river of regret. 

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59 Words

[Cameron]

The Mirror

She looked in the mirror.  She didn’t like what she saw.  A worn face that was full of tension and fear.  Tension from the present days and fear of what the future days would bring. 

She closed her eyes.  She could almost bring herself back  Back to the days that should have been so different.  Days that should have been filled with joyous abandon, not just with frustration and sorrow.

She looked back at the mirror.  The fear and the tension were still there, along with the loathing.  The loathing of all the things she didn’t do and of all the things she did, and the loathing for what she had become.  Those days couldn’t come back.  Those days would never come back and all that was left was the longing.  The endless, ceaseless longing that now filled her days.

[Clyde-B]

 
          “Beautiful here.  Gone a like camping.”  Cassie flopped down, stretched herself seductively on a log.  “Ennis...”
          “Careful, we ain’t alone.”  Ennis’s face went pale.  “Don’t move sudden.”
          “Why?  Why not?”
          “Snake.  By your hand.  No sudden moves now.”
          “What do I do?”  Her eyes got wide, her breath short and shallow.  Something glided across her fingertips.
          “Stay real still.”  With a stick, Ennis scooped up a dark shape, tossed it in the woods.   
          “Weren’t a rattler, just a old pine snake.”
          Her arms flew round his neck.  “Oh, Ennis.”
          “Afore you go sittin, make sure you ain’t got no company.”

           100 words

[Clyde-B]

   Nothing ran deeper or wider than the river of regret. 

Nice image, Marie.

The Mirror

She closed her eyes.  She could almost bring herself back  Back to the days that should have been so different.  Days that should have been filled with joyous abandon, not just with frustration and sorrow.

Marl, I like this rumination here. 

[Clyde-B]

Okay, so now you made me cry again, Clyde - but in a good way. 

You couldn't have done your job any better, bud.  Yeah, I have to hold on to the belief that Ennis knew - and that Jack did too.  Unbearable otherwise. Thanks so much, Clyde.  Guiding us through all those emotions was a memorable drabble experience.

Thank you Marie, you're very kind.
I think I are just a frustrated entertainer.