What a lovely investment of half an hour. I read this and couldn't find words to comment. Coming back to it, I see that it's just exactly what it needs to be. Regretful and beautifully ironic. You show so well how one decision blows up into something so destructive, and yet the regret is a tiny blip in the course of the day.

I had written such a nice, light piece for Wendi's birthday, and then to have this come spilling out is rather typical of me I suspect. I used to be such a nice girl. I'm pleased you enjoyed this, thank you for commenting!