A Good Provider

It wasn’t the first time
It wasn’t the burned roast
Nor the odd light in the sky
It was the look in his eyes
As he joked too hard with the kids
She sent them to her mother’s.


For the Trifextra thing (33 more words with that first line as a prompt); I’ve been away from this blogworld and needed to get back on the bicycle.

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12 Responses to A Good Provider

  1. Swirls says:

    Hmm… I’m hoping that by sending the kids to her mothers that they’re getting some good quality time and not bad quality time!

  2. barbara says:

    gotta watch when all those things come together. Wise mama.

  3. rashmenon says:

    i like the hint of sadness-it’s there-no, it’s not- tone; good work

  4. Chelle says:

    I love the stories which make you wonder!

  5. Sandra says:

    You’ve left so much to the imagination of the readers! I like the imagery in the background set against the look ‘in his eyes’.

  6. I like the ambiguous tone. Is it romance she’s after or a safe haven for the kids? Nice suspense.
    Thanks for linking up. We hope to see you back tomorrow for the new prompt.

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