Welcome back to this week's eight-sentence excerpt from my forthcoming memoir, MISSI WANDERIN' IN THE WOODS. Last week, Sara followed two MP's into the dark Mental Health wing of the Army Clinic where her husband, Charlie, had his first appointment. Our last scene closed with Charlie being escorted out by the MP's and a pregnant Sara wondering what in the world was going on.
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Charlie, however, didn’t lower his voice as heat flooded my face. “I was honest, just like you told me to be.”
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Charlie, however, didn’t lower his voice as heat flooded my face. “I was honest, just like you told me to be.”
Once outside, the MPs clarified the
situation without going into detail, also without lowering their voices. “Sergeant,
do you understand that you are not to enter this facility unless for a valid
medical reason and you are forbidden to make any appointments with Mental
Health until a new provider arrives?”
Charlie puffed out his chest and squared
his shoulders. “Yes Private, I do.”
Most of those peeping eyes from the clinic
had followed us outside, anxious to catch a glimpse of the dirty laundry that my
husband had no intention of hiding. Covering my face with my hands, I wanted to
melt into a puddle.******************************************************************************
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Sara's Amish Dreams
An Everlasting Heart
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Oh my God, Sara. I can't imagine. Memoir--I'm assuming yours, especially since the MC is Sara. Very frightening and emotional snippet.
ReplyDeleteTeresa, as Michelle on Full House would say . . . You Got It, Dude. This is my memoir and I am going through it from the beginning. Thanks for riding the rapids with me, friend!!
DeleteI just want to give you a big hug. Yes, I will be here to ride the rapids with you, dear girl. <3
DeleteSharing such a personal story is wonderful. I'm reading, picturing the scene and I'm right with you.
ReplyDeleteThank you sweet Charmaine. This is a hard story to tell and I appreciate you being here by me <3 Hugs and love my friend!
DeleteWow, that would be mortifying. At least hubby's keeping up his end of the attitude. :-) Sounds like you've got an amazing story to tell!
ReplyDeleteThank you Christina! Oh, he has attitude to spare! And still does, haha!
DeleteWonderful tension in this scene. Hurrah to you for writing your memoir!
ReplyDeleteThank you Ute!! So glad to have found you again!! And not even in Vegas :-)
DeleteOh the 'misplaced' shame! Why do people have to be so loud?
ReplyDeleteThank you for that validation, Gemma! I appreciate it, friend! <3 Hubby still has that problem -- the absolute INABILITY to lower his voice no matter the situation !! HA!
DeleteReally wonder what will happen next. This is a riveting story, with much to ponder. Excellent excerpt.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Veronica <3 I appreciate your input and comments so much!
DeleteI enjoyed the emotional detail.
ReplyDeleteThank you Aurora!! <3
DeleteI can't wait to find out what he's going to tell.
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