It was impossible. The thought of him let alone sharing physical space with him disgusted her. The site of him seized her body: her nerves repulsed, her heart raced, her mouth dried, the blood rushed to her head. She felt dizzy and weak. She breathed, swallowed, sighed. She long ago mastered the artistry of puppetry with this clown. Her spouse, the louse. Politics required her, she knew he was nothing without her. His arrogance will backfire. His offenses will surface. She trusts that his enemies will act in due time. Then she will toss the puppet strings aside and relax.
Want to play? Go to a Thin Spiral Notebook and learn more. Here’s the snippet: Using “RELAX” for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied.