No More Excuses, by Sarah Newfeld-Green
I have to tell you now, that I can’t see you on Friday. My Mom is coming to town and she will be helping me get the car ready for a trip we’re going on. Actually, I wish you could have helped me with this, but since the accident last week I don’t feel it is the right thing to do.
I’m going to be honest with you, so I must say that when you came to the junction at the top of the hill and turned right, I could see quite clearly the other car coming in the opposite direction, and why you didn’t see it I have no idea. It wasn’t raining or foggy – it was bright and sunny.
I’ll be out of the hospital tomorrow, and my ribs and right leg will take quite some time to heal, so all in all I feel this is not a good time to answer your proposal of marriage.
In fact, to cut a long story short, I really feel we need a break from each other, and I don’t know how long that will be.
Goodbye, take care of yourself,
P.S. Thank you, by the way, for the flowers which I had to give to the woman in the next room as I am allergic to roses.
Sarah Newfeld-Green was born in England over sixty years ago. She is an astrologer and massage therapist and more recently a caregiver for her husband. She is a member of SLONightWriters (San Luis Obispo, CA) and although has not had anything published of late, (she once had an article published about aromatherapy in the Mountain Astrologer 1993!) she just enjoys writing poems and short fiction when inspired, and when time permits. She also enjoys morning walks on the beach, and reading on a quiet evening.
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