Wednesday

Keeping Her Tears at Bay

She swallowed, hard, the lump in her throat barely keeping her tears at bay. Like a pressure cooker they bubbled and boiled beneath the valve of her tightened jaw. With every shallow breath she feared they may escape and make it to her eyes and run burning down her flushed cheeks. She was terrified that if they got that far, they may never stop. He turned up the radio, flicked on the windscreen wipers and the engine roared as he pulled out into the fast lane.

4 comments:

Sam said...

I really admire your ability to say so much with so few words. I can really feel the emotion hear. This peice will be on my mind for today.

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Singer said...

thanks - i appreciate your comment. ;)

Selma said...

You describe things so visually it is as if I am watching a very short film. So much emotion packed into so few words. That is a skill, indeed!

Singer said...

thanks Selma, that's a real compliment coming from you, I love your writing. ;)