The Winter of His Discontent

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She’d arrived early to get their old corner table. There was no one else in the room and she felt vulnerable. Floor-to-ceiling windows sent a wintry chill over her ankles and shoulders, but her shivers weren’t from that. He’d insisted on meeting at the same place he’d asked her to marry him ten summers ago.  Did it mean he’d changed his mind about leaving her?

He walked toward her carelessly, ignoring the empty tables. And his eyes were cold as the ice on the windows. Now she remembered. This was the just sort of thing he called “breaking it gently”.

29 thoughts on “The Winter of His Discontent

  1. I suspect he was unhappy for several years. Why? Who knows? Selfishness, having an affair, just not in love. In her place? Seeing it in his eyes and his bearing—I think I would have simply gotten up and walked out. No need to sit through what cannot be a good conversation.


  2. I get the feeling that she simply hasn’t been taking it board the way she was meant to. Sometimes when people refuse to grasp the situation, the other party resorts to delivering a hammer blow to simply get the deed done. I think that might be the case here.


  3. I don’t think there is a gently in that situation. As long as feelings remain, it’s going to be rough.

    I like the summer/winter beginning/ending hot love/cold separation dynamic.


  4. Ugh… Why be so mean as to do this where there was once so much joy. It’s cruel. But better rip off the bandaid now then keep something dead going.
    Good one, Eugenia


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