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A 100 word story by

MrBinks

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Pride and Julie

“Why don’t you just leave him?”

I’ve heard those words a hundred times. They feel like a slap in the face.

He’s my rock. My love. The father of my children.

He reminds me that on an hourly basis. He reminds me of a lot of things.

I see him now, through squinted, bloodshot eyes, standing there in his Crocs and tracksuit bottoms. That cold look, and crooked smile of his. Matching cigarette-stained teeth and nails. His oversized sovereign ring makes me shiver.

“Why don’t you just leave him?”

I’ve heard those words a hundred times but today I’m listening.

Hey, Listen

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Responses to “Pride and Julie”

  1. Neil MacDonald

    The stars have to align sometimes to be able to hear the truth

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  2. Bon Lee

    I, too, have heard those words a million times. “You need to leave him. Let him take care of himself”. I hear the words, but I shrug them off. True love doesn’t abandon someone because they had some deficiency (even if it does get frustrating at times). Love this story!

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    1. MrBinks

      Thank you so much.

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  3. Keith’s Ramblings

    Eventually, enough is enough. Nce one, Mr.B

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  4. GHLearner

    It is never a ‘just’ in situations like hers. Walking away like this is hard even if there’s violence, and then there’s the fear for the children and that he’ll find them. Good, important story.

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    1. MrBinks

      Thanks for reading.

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  5. Dawn M. Miller

    Yay! So glad she is listening.
    And so am I.
    Today I listened to your story.
    Beautifully narrated.

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    1. MrBinks

      Oh I’m glad you enjoyed the narration, I enjoy doing them.

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  6. msjadeli

    Who could resist “Crocs and tracksuit bottoms.” What might at first have been quirky and charming has become something else. Wonderful descriptions, MrBinks.

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    1. MrBinks

      Thanks so much.

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      1. msjadeli

        You’re welcome 🙂

  7. rochellewisoff

    Dear Mr. B,

    Sometimes enough is enough. I love what you did with the title.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. MrBinks

      Thanks Rochelle.

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  8. The Sicilian Storyteller

    Girl, take your broken spirit and shattered heart and get the hell out of there before it’s too late.

    Excellent story with a profound message, Mr. B.

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    1. MrBinks

      Thank you.

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  9. plaridel

    for better or worse, she finally saw the light.

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  10. James McEwan

    Having the courage to admit your mistake and to accept change is always a hard pill to swallow.

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  11. Angela Adams

    Ooof. The hard thing if often the right thing. Got to make decisions for the kids, too. I hope she has the strength to actually follow through!

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  12. Brenda’s Thoughts

    I’m glad she’s finally listening. It’s important it’s in her own time. Great story!

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  13. thisobscurelife

    This has an ominous tinge to it. I’m glad she’s listening, hopefully she has help to get out.

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  14. Michael B. Fishman

    You did a really good job of describing the husband in that fifth paragraph. Made me shiver too. It’s interesting how we can hear things and not hear them until a certain point in time.

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