There they go again. Two nosey women with nothing better to do than talk about the girl who was caught in an empty apartment with a boy. What does it matter? The girl is not their relative nor a friend. The girl was merely indulging in a clandestine rendezvous with her boyfriend. It was only for an hour. Do these old women understand love? Betcha' they've forgotten what it feels like to have the person you love look at you with stars in their eyes. Damn gossips. It wouldn't be so bad if that girl wasn't . . . me.
Image courtesy of: Alexander Millar, "Gossips," Washington Green/ Castle Galleries- http://www.castlegalleries.com/artists/alexander_millar/
drabble- n. a story written in exactly 100 words.
Excellent drabble though personally don't believe in gossiping.
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely week-end.
Yvonne,
Last week was "Bugged" week in the UK, where we had to eavesdrop on others to find literary gold.
ReplyDeleteThanks to Bugged, I now know what type of butter a man named Terence favours, and how Jonathan's girlfriend is going to Finland for a week with her dad.
Wonderful insights.
Yvonne,
ReplyDeleteI hate gossip too. Often, the rumor isn't accurate anyway. Have a great weekend. :D
M.J.,
Wow! That sounds harmless (unless the CIA is involved) and interesting. Will "google" that. :)
Oh, that's a great drabble, Chary. I really feel the emotion behind it. :)
ReplyDeleteOne of my favourite drabbles of all time, Chary.
ReplyDeleteRosieC- thanks. I had hoped that people would read the shame and despair one feels when being talked about.
ReplyDeleteThanks Rayna. It happens to be autobiographical. I think that is why it worked so well.
Loved it!
ReplyDeleteSomehow, the personalization at the end makes the piece more powerful. I like it!
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