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Written for theatrical_muse

My mum has a ring she wears on a necklace around her neck sometimes. She tells me it's my dad's wedding ring. When he was murdered he wasn't wearing it. If he had been the men who killed him probably would have taken it off his finger and sold it for a lot less than it's worth. Or maybe they would have kept it as a souvenir.

The morning Dad was killed he and Mum had a fight. He thought he had lost his wedding ring. Mum told him that if he didn't take it off all the time he wouldn't have lost track of it. He said he took it off to keep it safe while he was out on the boat. They kept fighting about it. He finally told her that he had to go meet some people and took me with him.

Mum found the ring when she was going through Dad's things. He had put it in the drawer of his nightstand. She could never understand how he had forgotten it there. I can't prove it but I think that my dad knew he might be in trouble when he went to his meeting that morning. He didn't want it to fall into the wrong hands. He didn't want my mum to lose that symbol of their love. I wish he had cared enough to keep himself safe.

When I look at the ring it makes me think about how much Dad must have loved Mum when they got married. It makes me feel bad for my mother and it makes me miss him. She told me that the day I decide I want to get married she will give me my dad's ring. I know that she would expect me to have it put on my finger by my future wife during a church marriage ceremony. I don't know what she would think if I put it on someone else's finger as a promise.

ten things

Written for thetenspot

TEN things you should talk to a therapist about.

1. My dad.
2. My mum.
3. Andrea.
4. Hammer.
5. My face.
6. Orlando.
7. Will.
8. Sage.
9. Tom.
10. My future.

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Written for 10_letters

Will

You write really well when you've been drinking. I can barely do it sober. I'm sorry for being cross in my last letter. I trusted you so much and you hurt me. But then I thought about it after I sent it. You trusted me too and I hurt you and Orli both. So you acted out the way I did. At least I think that's what happened.

Can three people make something like this work? I don't know the answer to that. What do you think? I'm going to write Orli. I haven't told him what you said to me. I won't do that on the phone or in a letter. But I think we should let him know. I don't want any secrets between the three of us.

It's weird to think that the both of you can feel something for me. I'm not special. But thank you both of you for making me feel that way.

Will did you mean what you said? I really want it to be true. I miss you and Orli. I want to come home.

love
Shy