Mar 28, 2016
Darla, Back at Home Pt. 2
The sun smiled in and out as Darla drove down the Blvd
in her black two seater. She felt another migraine coming on as
she reached in her bag for a Tylenol.
Finally she pulled up to her two door garage condo.
As she slowly walked towards her door, her somewhat nosy
neighbor Valene ran out with a garden hose.
Darla waved hello as she hopped out of her 3 inch heels.
Just as she stepped inside the phone rang in the back bedroom.
On the other end of the answering machine was her
cousin from Dansville. It sounded urgent so Darla called back.
As Darla listened to her cousin Tracy,
the cellphone dropped to the floor. Darla's acrylic nails
covered her eyes as she tried to hold back the waterfall that
would eventually flow upon her face.
There was no one to console her. At that moment Darla
realized she needed someone for support.
Her past experiences were ruining her bright future.
Especially the past relationship with her family.
Darla begin to splash tap water onto her heart shaped face.
She took a deep breath and reached in
the cabinet for a bottle of wine.
It had been 5 years since she took a drink of alcohol.
But she needed something to help ease her nagging headaches
or was she making an excuse.
By Jhpoetry 3-18-16
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