two days ago

Kate was riding her bicycle along the country road, heading back home, after filling the wire basket that was attached to the handlebars, with fresh produce. She was lost in thought, thinking about how time changes things. The perfection she has always felt about her relationship with George had taken a wrong turn. 

Kate understands that her husband needs to work, to fulfill his passion for designing buildings; but, she also knows that work should never take the place of a relationship with her, or take time away from the family.

She felt a tear drop onto her cheek, felt it dribble down the length of her face, just as she heard a car quickly approaching behind her. Kate looked back, saw the man’s scared expression, as the car hit her, sending her into the air. For a split second she could see her bicycle, as it was run over by the vehicle, crushing it. Then she fell, back to the pavement, hitting her head hard. Leaving her unconscious.

Two days ago, Kate and George had been arguing. Kate cried when she told George she just wanted more time with him. She wanted to feel like a family, like they used to, when the twins were first born. “Is that too much to ask?!” she screamed. George walked out, without an answer, beginning the avoidance game. The angry game of ignoring each other. 

(contribution for GBE2 prompt: two days ago)