A sliver of sunlight forced its way between the hotel room curtains, illuminating the right side of her face.  She turned over, her arm landing on my back.  “Time to wake up, love.”  For a split second, all seemed right with the world.  That fleeting moment ended with the recognition of her voice. As I thought about the ring on my left hand, I wondered, What the hell have I done?

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Comment by Michael Arrington on April 28, 2012 at 10:56am

Good question, Mike.  This one was by no means autobiographical.

Comment by Mike Handley on April 27, 2012 at 2:15pm

You do know you wrote this out loud, right?

Comment by Angela on April 26, 2012 at 9:18pm

To answer the question, your narrator has done something he will never ever forget, that's for damn sure.  A realistic, straight to the point six.  Well done.

Comment by Jeanette Cheezum on April 26, 2012 at 10:28am

How many times has this happened? Great 6.

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