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Short Fiction by Edwina Exton: Slice of Life
Short Fiction by Edwina Exton: Slice of Life
When we dined with them he sat and sneered in the corner while she did
her utmost to lend the occasion a civilized air. I honestly cant recall any
details of our conversation its as if theyve been spirited away. But I
remember a sort of clawing feeling that emanated from where he was
sitting and I can still feel the scorch of his gaze.
I was glad to leave. The evening had not unfolded as I had expected. She
seemed more human, in the faint shadow of the candles, but resigned in
some way. There was a faint air of desolation that hung about her, but one
which she would not embrace. He stalked off, barely glancing in my
direction and she followed him out the door.
I sat for a moment and collected, not my thoughts, but the fragments of my
understanding. Then I rose to leave.
She stood on the street and the rain began to fall. It quickly began to soak through
the fine fabric of her dress. The hand which held a twisted black umbrella hung limply by
her side. He stood inches from her face and swore at her. Spittle shot from his mouth with
the expletives and sprayed over her.
- What the fuck are you doing, you stupid cunt! Get a fucking taxi! Do you hear me?!
What are you waiting for, you stupid fucking cunt!
He wheeled around and started bawling at the traffic. The rain was falling thick and wet.
- Taxi! Fucking cunt! Taxi!
He stepped out onto the curb and hailed a cab. The taxi slid to a stop in front of him and
water sloshed onto the pavement. He held the back door open.
- Get in the fucking cab, would you! Get in the fucking cab!
She refocused her gaze on the taxi. She had been staring straight ahead with a
closed expression on her face. Water dripped off the end of the umbrella and splashed on
the ground. She stepped forward and climbed into the back of the cab. I thought I caught
her eye as she slid across the seat. It was an empty look; switched off, with a hollow ring
about it. He climbed in beside her and slammed the door. The cab pulled away from the
kerb and sliced through the traffic.