Sitting here on the couch for her appointment, Delaynce felt more nervous than the weeks before. She had spent the last few sessions talking about her husband, Tom’s, affair with Christine, his co-worker.
Even though Tom had assured her that there was no affair and that Christine wasnt someone he would even consider being with, she had enough proof to know that he was lying.
This session was different. She had done something the night before that she regretted with her whole being. One drink led to two. Two drinks led to waking up in bed with an old friend.
As always, you have one week from NOW to write 100 words in any format inspired by Fiona Apple’s Criminal. Use Mr Linky to enter your piece. Tweet the world and tell me and Leeroy. Go be a bad, bad, writer…..