100 Drabbles of Summer – 44. Baggage

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44 Baggage

Theo looked around his now barren apartment.  He couldn’t help studying the remains of his life with Sheila, the girlfriend who existed only in his memories.

There was the kitchen where they’d made breakfast every weekend morning, and the living room which had contained the armchair she’d always borrowed.  The bedroom, where they’d spent countless hours he ignored.  It hurt far too much to look at. 

He’d never anticipated paring his life down to the barest essentials, but nor had he thought he’d witness Sheila’s murder.  Already he’d lost everything but the baggage he carried.  What did the rest matter?            

Theo.  Original character.

 

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