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Woman in crisis
Sarah sighed as she entered the kitchen. She had almost (but not quite) forgotten that she still had the washing up to do. Ella’s music practise had distracted her for so long. Her slippers were too big for her now and the heels hardly left the ground as she shuffled around the kitchen in her enormous pull-ons. She picked at the dried egg on her cardigan sleeve. She took the rag drying on the tap and began to wipe the crumbs from the surfaces, moving the cloth around the clutter but under the wine bottle. It felt deliciously full; only half a glass gone. She sniffed the cork and her shoulders relaxed.
The dishwasher began to hum softly and Sarah switched off the lights. She sloped into the sitting room and collapsed onto the sofa. The cushions, as usual, were all over the floor. The wine bottle winked at her from its vantage point in the middle of the coffee table. Sarah looked straight ahead and turned on the TV. She watched “Half Tonne Mom” for as long as dared; half listening for the key in the door. The glass in her hand felt smooth and delicate. “Mom” increased in size as Sarah peered at her through the glass.
Later, when she tried to sit up, the liquid sloshed comfortingly around in her stomach. She laughed as she slipped off the sofa. Thank goodness Ella hadn’t put the cushions back. Her eyes focused on her face grinning back at her in the shiny black shoes that hadn’t been there before. Her lips were stuck to her teeth and she could taste the metallic blood that ran into her mouth as her lips tore. She wiped her mouth and could feel the dried spittle line solidified on her cheek. A curtain of greasy hair hid her face as she stumbled out of the room muttering.
Sarah sighed as she entered the kitchen. She had almost (but not quite) forgotten that she still had the washing up to do. Ella’s music practise had distracted her for so long. Her slippers were too big for her now and the heels hardly left the ground as she shuffled around the kitchen in her enormous pull-ons. She picked at the dried egg on her cardigan sleeve. She took the rag drying on the tap and began to wipe the crumbs from the surfaces, moving the cloth around the clutter but under the wine bottle. It felt deliciously full; only half a glass gone. She sniffed the cork and her shoulders relaxed.
The dishwasher began to hum softly and Sarah switched off the lights. She sloped into the sitting room and collapsed onto the sofa. The cushions, as usual, were all over the floor. The wine bottle winked at her from its vantage point in the middle of the coffee table. Sarah looked straight ahead and turned on the TV. She watched “Half Tonne Mom” for as long as dared; half listening for the key in the door. The glass in her hand felt smooth and delicate. “Mom” increased in size as Sarah peered at her through the glass.
Later, when she tried to sit up, the liquid sloshed comfortingly around in her stomach. She laughed as she slipped off the sofa. Thank goodness Ella hadn’t put the cushions back. Her eyes focused on her face grinning back at her in the shiny black shoes that hadn’t been there before. Her lips were stuck to her teeth and she could taste the metallic blood that ran into her mouth as her lips tore. She wiped her mouth and could feel the dried spittle line solidified on her cheek. A curtain of greasy hair hid her face as she stumbled out of the room muttering.
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