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Contemplative (150)


“When are you leaving?” Ryan asked unsure if he wanted an answer.

“I don’t know,” Maria quietly replied.

Puzzled, Richard asked, “What do you mean you don’t know?”


“I mean that I have no idea when I am leaving, at this point I have no idea where I’m going.”

Ryan decided it best to leave Marie alone at that, walking out he could not help but wonder if he was a factor in her staying longer. He could hope after all that they had been through.

Hours passed before Ryan returned to find Maria staring out the window appearing contemplative. He was well aware that time spent mediating was healing.

Why is Marie leaving? Why is Ryan so concerned with her leaving? Does Ryan want her to go? Will Marie stay?

The word is contemplative the limit was set at 150 as part of the M3 Flash in the Pan series. This post is only 110 words. Check the link for the details. 
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