A Moment's Regret

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: The Imaginarium

Written for a title prompt at The Imaginarium House.
Image: pixabay.com

A Moment’s Regret

She’d tried to get Mark to talk, but he just would not listen. According to him everything was fine, they had no problems that needed to be urgently addressed.

Amanda thought that maybe his denial was not intentional. Maybe he really did not know how bad she felt; how abandoned and isolated. She had gone where he wanted, where she knew no one. Jobs were hard to find, let alone to keep, at least for her with her lack of experience, her lack of qualifications because she’d left school to go with him.

Mark was fine though. He had his job, he had his family and his friends. She was kept apart, hidden from them. It was hardly surprising that she felt that he was ashamed of her. He would not talk to her no matter how upset she was. He would not listen no matter how angry she became.

Amanda knew she had to go. Four years she had spent with him, and now, following her twenty-first birthday, the realisation had finally sunk in. Mark was never going to change.

She took nothing with her, apart from the clothes she was wearing and her umbrella. She would walk away from it all, wipe the slate, start afresh. Her family were expecting her.

She pulled the door closed behind her. There was no going back now for she had left everything inside. She’d phoned him, got his voice-mail, so she’d left a note. It felt a callous way to leave, but she had tried so hard to explain.

Amanda walked down the path, along the side-walk, then paused, looked back. She felt a moment’s regret, for she really had loved Mark, at least at the start, but it was futile to carry on the pretence. She turned away from the house and quickly walked off towards the station and whatever the future did hold.


Submitted: June 21, 2019

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Mike S.

An excellent take on the pic, Hull!

Fri, June 21st, 2019 6:48pm

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Well spotted there, Mike. The title inspired it, but the picture wrote it.

Fri, June 21st, 2019 1:24pm

AdamCarlton

So Amanda has somewhere to go, "her family". We're invited to think the fault is with Mark, completely. Perhaps they are incompatible in essence - a clean break is the only way forward. Yet there's this nagging feeling she's rather *avoidant*; a more assertive Amanda might have transcended the rut of their relationship.

There's quite a bit in this story..

Fri, June 21st, 2019 7:41pm

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I'd say that Mark is the more avoidant of the two, never being home to talk to, but perhaps that is just different viewpoints. It was written for the title, but the picture provided the details...I mostly write before finding a cover, but this time it was definitely the other way round.

Fri, June 21st, 2019 1:27pm

Vance Currie

I can think of several issues that could arise out of this story if it were true, Hully, but it's fiction, so I will just say that you have captured the mood of the picture perfectly.

Fri, June 21st, 2019 9:46pm

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You are right, Joe, totally fictional! Thanks so much for taking the time to both read and comment -- it's much appreciated.

Sat, June 22nd, 2019 7:27am

moa rider

A tale of woe Mama Hullabaloo, sadly experienced by many. Usianguke

Sat, June 22nd, 2019 1:45am

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Totally fictional, Moa. Inspired by the title, but then the picture sort of finished the idea off. Thanks so much for giving this a read.

Sat, June 22nd, 2019 7:30am

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