By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 4, 2022 by Linda G. Hill Prompt word IRONY
She had always wondered what it must feel like to be “the other woman.” She had been cheated on by both of her two ex-husbands. Their cheating had in fact, torn the marriages apart when she had discovered the truth of their infidelities.
So, without malice, forethought and certainly without intent; she had met, gone out with and eventually fallen in love with a very sexy, very married man, long after it was too late to just walk away.
There were extenuating circumstances, she thought; but then there always were. There was always a reason the man (or woman) strayed and always a reason the other woman (or man) stayed. The irony of the whole complicated, hurtful, tear jerking mess was how very similar both or all of the reasons always seemed to be.
A knock on the hotel door started her out of her philosophical contemplations. Room service she presumed. She was wrong. Upon opening the door, she found a short, stout woman standing on the other side, her face a fiery mask of fury.
There was a loud noise, she thought she heard someone scream. Was it her or him? She couldn’t be sure.
She’d always wondered what it would feel like to get shot. No pain at all, she pondered, just a warm feeling of fading away. Ironically, she puzzled over why she’d never contemplated buying a gun herself.