Wednesday, January 26, 2022

fact or fiction



 Lindy was doing her best to keep in hiding these days. She didn't want to see anyone. Especially, after the New Year's Eve moment. It was still a mystery she couldn't get out of her mind, but then again she might have made too much out of it.

A stranger made out with her in the hallway outside her apartment. Seriously, it took her by surprise because she couldn't remember the last time she kissed anyone. But he seemed to know her quite well and she wasn't drunk. She was never drunk.

"Have we..." she was practically mute wondering when they'd been together. She didn't know him. 

"No, we just hung out before." Supposedly, they'd shared a joint of some kind last year.

Still, it meant nothing to her. She had to wonder if she had a personality she didn't know about. Naturally, she found herself apologizing when she was certain it should have been Chad, but she knew she would keep on top of it. Whatever that might mean..she'd stay to herself and hope she never met him again.

But work was so troubling. She hated it. It seemed they wanted to send her to so many places and she didn't know the way. It was true, she had no sense of direction.

Lindy found herself waiting for the kettle to boil then forgetting to make tea. She almost caught the kitchen stove on fire once so she only ate cold-cut sandwiches now. 

How was she like this? Had she always been this way? And one got used to this kind of life, just one more jolt after another. 

And then Jay showed up with a friend. "How have you been?" He wanted to know. "You haven't called."

"Was I supposed to?" She didn't know. His mother was only a friend of her father's. He really didn't owe her anything.

"Well, this is my friend Slater and you live in his building. I just wondered if you'd want to come and eat with us at his place. It would be just the four of us." He explained that Slater lived with his pregnant girlfriend.

She gave him a nod. Of course, she was hungry. Starving in fact. And of course, she finished her plate of enchiladas before anyone else.

They looked at her as if something must be wrong.

"Oh, I just really love Mexican food," she smiled hoping no one would ask any more of her. It was hard to be normal when you didn't really know what normal was anymore.

16 comments:

  1. Hello!! So interesting. Good chapter, thanks for sharing it.

    Blessings!!

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  2. Lindsay seems to be going through a lot
    xo
    https://www.dearlytay.com.br/

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  3. Grazie per la tua visita, see you soon ^_^

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  4. Great fiction writing ~ Xo

    Wishing you lots of happy moments,

    A ShutterBug Explores,
    aka (A Creative Harbor)

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  5. So Linda is ... interesting ... tangled ... confused ....

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  6. hm she had a hard time in her life but this is sad that she was doing things that she now do not remember.

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  7. It would be nice if it is only fiction!
    xoxo

    marisasclosetblog.com

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  8. Que bien escribes! Estoy enganchada.
    Un beso

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  9. Lindy is so mysterious! This part really got my attention: "But work was so troubling. She hated it. It seemed they wanted to send her to so many places and she didn't know the way. It was true, she had no sense of direction." I've always said being a chauffeur or Uber driver would be the worst job for me, so I can relate. Anyway, Lindy's story has so many possibilities. I want to find out why she is the way she is. And also, there's a lot of comfort in getting to know someone who thinks this: "It was hard to be normal when you didn't really know what normal was anymore." Because no one is normal . . . even if most of us pretend otherwise. :)

    It's been really cold here too. The other morning it was ten degrees, and tomorrow we're supposed to get a big snowstorm.

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    1. Honestly, it surprised me that I wrote about this too..but I just couldn't help it..after hearing from a friend during the holidays. Yes, she made out with a stranger in the hallway to her apartment. And yes, she couldn't remember where she'd met him before. So yes, it's a bit of a mystery to me too.

      I do hope things go well with the big snow coming. Hope you have lots of goodies to eat and you keep warm and snuggly, too. Have a good weekend ❤ And thanks so much for reading and commenting.

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