Rupture

“I need some air!”

Rusty could not breathe: her nearness to him was too much to bear. He left her with his perplexed uncle, unable to stop him from leaving the premises.

“What’s wrong with him?” Uncle Tom asked, scratching his head.

Wendy did not reply. The song he left playing explained it all.

(to be continued)

BLOGGING   LIFE/STYLES   MY STORIES   WHISPER   ZONE

Advertisements

4 thoughts on “Rupture

      1. Thank you for your interest. 🙂
        I write mostly series of posts. If you wish to read the first part, please check the post Measured and continue with the rest 🙂

What's on your mind?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s