Drabble: Moving On
the other side of the same story, a continuation of yesterday's Self-Inflicted Wounds.
Moving On
(written for 1-million-words' Word of the Day: Mimicry.)
Getting up in the morning, swimming for miles before heading into work, stealing Danny's key for the Camaro to drive, taking the team out for celebratory drinks while conveniently has his wallet forgotten, or having everyone over for dinner while he mans the grill. His mimicry of normalcy is flawless, his compartmentalization skills deserve its own ribbon. He's so good, even he himself is fooled.
His charade is damn perfect, nobody suspects a thing. Not even Danny.
Everybody moves on. Though Danny moving on to greener pasture has been the ultimate surprise.
Now he's back to being alone. Unwanted. Unloved.
Moving On
(written for 1-million-words' Word of the Day: Mimicry.)
Getting up in the morning, swimming for miles before heading into work, stealing Danny's key for the Camaro to drive, taking the team out for celebratory drinks while conveniently has his wallet forgotten, or having everyone over for dinner while he mans the grill. His mimicry of normalcy is flawless, his compartmentalization skills deserve its own ribbon. He's so good, even he himself is fooled.
His charade is damn perfect, nobody suspects a thing. Not even Danny.
Everybody moves on. Though Danny moving on to greener pasture has been the ultimate surprise.
Now he's back to being alone. Unwanted. Unloved.