The challenge? Write a story in 6 sentences, no more & no less, and if you’d like, share your creation or just visit and comment on others’ ideas, with GirlieOnTheEdge, Denise. The prompt is “Distance”, and here’s where you join the party: Six Sentence Stories
It had been one of their worst sessions, one in a steadily shortening list of tasks required to win her freedom. He did his best to add to this list of issues for the mediated divorce decree, forgetting to do their assigned tasks, and maximizing the length of time that they would have to work together; the mediator didn’t call him on it as she was making money for each additional session.
What her soon-to-be (please God!) Ex really wanted was to see her blow her stack again, because for him, negative attention was better than no attention at all.
She stepped out of the mediator’s office, temper intact, zipping her parka to the top, and hunching her shoulders against the bitter January wind. She shivered and felt momentarily sad, thinking he should have put all that energy into strengthening their marriage, instead of gaslighting it to extinction.
She thanked God she hadn’t had children with him.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2021)