Here is the list of words this week:
6. Immure (v.)) t .)
12. Galimatias (n)) Nonsense)
The scent of gladioli wafted in from the pub’s restaurant garden.
He was seated at a window table, his posture speaking volumes as to his mood.
For years, she’d suffered his slovenly behaviour and appearance, the after-effects of a night with the lads, the sense of hopelessness and threat to her identity.
The final straw had come when he’d hidden her insulin in a ploy to immure her permanently in his life.
He was dangerous, and in a cloudburst of clarity, she’d packed her bags and left.
She sat down opposite, shaking off any sense of pity or compassion.
He was a mess. Unwashed, dishevelled, his normal hungover self.
He looked across at her, smiling what he thought was his charming sheepish smile.
She knew better, and more importantly, what was coming next.
For the next ten minutes, she listened as he radiated galimatias, empty promises of how he would change, how he wanted her back.
She’d lost count of the times she’d been there before.
Then came the kicker.
‘I’m behind with the rent by few months. Can you help me out?’
She paid for his coffee, stood and walked away.
She’d settle any debt in the hereafter on her terms, not because he’d put her there.
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle challenge 26th June