THE STORY OF GINNY

GINNY... by b. Malin

She hated that bedroom. It was small and cramped with two small windows, on which were hung dark gold draw drapes. When closed such as in the early morning hours, she felt like she was lying in her coffin. Except that in the stillness she could hear the heavy content breathing of her husband Paul lying beside her. What would he think if he knew of her morbid thoughts. Why did she have them? Were they normal...what was normal? She pretended to be asleep when Paul's alarm went off at eight. She stayed in the same position lying on her side facing those dark drapes, and wondering if today would be the day that they wouldn't open at all. She lay there listening to Paul and their two small children laughing and talking as they got dressed and then more happy laughter as they had their breakfast together, they were so close.

Suddenly the house grew quiet, as the front door shut with a bang. Paul was off to the office, and the children were on their way to school. She gazed at the bedroom clock, it was almost nine. She would be alone with her thoughts until the children returned from school at three. The room remained dark and quiet. It was late spring but already the days were growing warm. She rolled over onto her back and stared up at the stark white ceiling. She could hear a fly buzzing above her. She wondered what excuse Paul had made to the children for her not getting up to have breakfast with them. Silently she vowed that tomorrow she would. "I've got to get up now, I've got to start my day" she said silently to herself. But still she lay there making no move that would remove her from the bed.

The phone's shrill ringing made her whole body shake. She turned her head toward it and stared at it. It was demanding her to pick up and make contact with the world again. She hesitated, wanting to resist but finally giving in by the fourth ring. Her voice shook as she said "Hello?" The reply back was a soft "Hi, are you up yet, sleepy head?" It was him...She felt a mixture of happiness and sadness at hearing his voice. She hesitated before saying "Yes." "I'll be over in about twenty minutes" he said confidently. Before she could answer the phone went dead, he'd hung up. She lay holding the receiver not even aware of the funny buzzing sound in her ear. He hadn't even waited for her answer, was he so sure of it? She quickly placed the receiver back on the phone, and stretched as she got out of bed.

Her eyes caught the clock on Paul's side of the bed. Twenty minutes mentally ticked off in her head, as she made a mad dash into her bathroom. She splashed cold water on her face, and had her teeth brushed and sparkling in record time. Back in the bedroom, she put on a pair of white knit slacks and a blue casual top, she was dressed. Back to the bathroom she raced to comb her hair, running her fingers through her casual look. As she applied her blush and lip gloss, she willed her mind not to think what she was going to be doing this morning.

To be continued....

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Fiddleman 5 years ago from Zirconia, North Carolina

Don't do it Ginny


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b. Malin 5 years ago Author

Wait and see, thanks for coming by...second part is finished...things aren't always what they seem.


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epigramman 5 years ago

......I am here and now off to ...... part 2


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b. Malin 5 years ago Author

Glad you came by Epigramman...hope you like it!


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Kindacrazy 5 years ago from Tennessee

Tell me more, tell me more........


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b. Malin 5 years ago Author

Kindacrazy, so good to see you're reading "Ginny"...Hope you enjoy!


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Hyphenbird 5 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

Oh no. She has a loving husband and those sweet children. I hope she overcomes the depression and temptation and learns to love her life again. Isn't it funny how we get so involved in a created character. I am off to look for the next chapter.


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b. Malin 5 years ago Author

You know some people are just not Happy People...Ginny sadly falls under this description. Yes, our Characters speak to us while we are writing about them. Hope you enjoy the Read, Hyphenbird.


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RNMSN 5 years ago from Tucson, Az

oh nooooo!!!! gotta find part 2

cliff hangers! dadgumit!! :)


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b. Malin 5 years ago Author

Hurry my friend...it gets Better...go with the Flow.


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thelyricwriter 4 years ago from West Virginia

Up, awesome, and interesting. Thought I would check out some of your older writings. I am off to find the next part. Great job on this. You surely got me wanting more. Have a great weekend!


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b. Malin 4 years ago Author

Hi Lyric, so Glad you stopped by to Read...Yes, this was one I had written many years ago and decided to put it on Hub Pages, for I had never done anything with it. Hope you Enjoyed!


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Storytellersrus 4 years ago from Stepping past clutter

I agree. Don't do it Ginny!

What excuse would she have given her husband, anyway? All the mothers I know would get up and kiss their kids goodbye minimum! Even if it killed them. I thought she had cancer.

Don't do it Ginny!!!


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b. Malin 4 years ago Author

No, not Cancer...Hope you will read the whole story "Storytellersrus". I look forward to your Comments.

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