The Daily Leaf

– Broken Promises –

The paper was blank aside from the cryptic note scribbled in Trina’s handwriting.

We had fought the night before. We had said things we would later regret. Done things we would regret.

Staring at the note in my hand, I crumpled it in my fist, held it there for a moment and tossed it aside with a broken sigh.

The house would sit alone tonight.

Trina had been gone for hours, I took a walk.

Incandescent memories.

Promises wrapped in leather tears…

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