Let us Tell you a Story
We love to tell stories in our house.
One will start and the other continue the kids join in too and we make up some great crazy tales.
Well in the same spirit Laura from Tired mummy of two blog thought it might be fun to write a blog story that way. She began it and one by one a different blogger adds on the next part of the story. Below you will find my bit the next instalment and in order to read all that gone before you just have to work your way through the blog hop below. It’s a cracking story and definitely worth the read.
Clare at Seasider in the City passed the baton to me and her final words were…..
Laura was sure someone had filled her head with blancmange as nothing was making any sense!……
She shook herself and took a deep breath. She was not delusional. This was real. She was a strong woman, a survivor she could and would handle this.
She looked Tony squarely in the eye. ‘What has just happened and where is Robert?’ she said in a clear, controlled voice. It was time for answers.
‘You got knocked out Laura,’ said Tony gently.’You tried to stop us fighting and somehow you got punched and ended up out cold. Robert is still here. He is in the lounge waiting to talk to you. We’re done fighting now. It’s over.’ Tony looked lost now and resigned, all his anger spent.
‘But Tony’ Laura said, ‘what about your wife? What about Robert’s watch?’
Tony shrugged ‘Robert says it was all over before he…’died’ and that he is truly sorry about the affair. It doesn’t matter if he’s sorry or not. It happened. My marriage is finished anyhow. I could never trust her again, Laura. She’s broken me.
‘Oh Tony’ said Laura, she was hurting for him, this stranger who had somehow touched her heart.
‘I’m going to go now Laura and leave you to talk to Robert. But maybe I could see you again one day?’ Tony had a tiny light of hope in his eyes. Laura gave a half smile, ‘perhaps’ she whispered, for she had no idea what the future would hold.
Tony smiled too, a slow, sad smile, then he left.
There had been so much hurt. Too much hurt.
Because of Robert.
Laura got up from the bed, she stood straight and tall and braced herself. Robert was going to tell her about his affair, where the hell he had been since the supposed ‘accident and why he had pretended to be dead!
She was ready to hear his story. She demanded to hear his story.
She flung open the lounge door and her angry, grief etched eyes met his….
To read the next instalment of the story tomorrow you need to pop over to Emma and three I can’t wait to see what happens next.