Whatever The Outcome, flash fiction by Joanne VanR at Spillwords.com
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Whatever The Outcome

Whatever The Outcome

written by: Joanne VanR

 

She twirls the tiny pink umbrella between thumb and forefinger as she sips the cold Pina Colada. Ice tinkles as she brings the tall glass to her lips, relishing the coolness before swallowing. She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. The tension of the morning, and the past forty-five, no to be fair, thirty-five years, lifts from her shoulders and floats away like a red balloon drifting on unseen currents growing smaller until it’s a tiny red dot on the horizon.

Leaning back into thick cushions on their settee, she rests her feet on the glass coffee table. Jason is still in the garden where they’ve spent the morning preparing and planting the new bed of tulips, petunias, and daisies. She figures she has about twenty minutes. Just inside her peripheral, an old cardboard box sits on the side table. After she’d come inside from the garden, she’d showered and pulled the box from its hiding place. Inside is evidence of years of abuse. The first recording five years ago had been accidental. She’d been taking a photo with her phone and had pressed video by mistake. It had been in her pocket, but later, when she’d played it back, his rant and putdowns were loud and clear. That had been her light bulb moment.

Ten years into their marriage, when Jason got his big promotion, he’d argued there was no need for her to work. So, she’d left the job she loved at the newspaper office where she’d worked since her teens to keep house. There were no children; he’d not wanted any. ‘Just you and me, Babe,’ he’d told her. But, whatever she did, however she did it, it was never good enough. ‘That cushion is crooked. There’s dust on the table. The mirror is smudged. What do you do all day?’ She’d excused the tirades on the pressures of his job. He never laid a hand on her, but the years of abuse had pummelled her soul until there was hardly anything left. When he retired two years ago, there was no reprieve; he was at her all day, every day. This morning he’d not liked the way she’d planted the flowers. ‘Not white, purple, yellow – all one colour per row! Hopeless cow!’ He’d ripped them out and set about re-planting them. She can’t remember how the rock came to be resting neatly in her palm, cool against her skin. The first blow brought a cry of surprise; the second quietened him, the third made sure he stayed quiet.

She finishes her drink as distant sirens reach her consciousness. There’s time; one more for the road? She pours a measure of two fingers of blood orange flavoured gin over ice. She raises her glass to a photo of both of them – the happy couple. ‘See you in court, Babe!’

‘All Rise,’ comes the call, bringing her back to now. She rises, her back straight, head held high. Whatever the ruling, she’s free.

Joanne VanR

Joanne VanR

I’ve always read. I love where the stories take me. Author Louisa May Alcott's Little Women remains my all-time favourite. I went through stages; Stephen King’s horror in my late teens, then Dean Koontz. In 2010 I discovered sci-fantasy through Terry Pratchett and have gone onto reading many authors in that realm of fiction. After working in the banking industry for 15 years, I took a different direction and became a self-taught seamstress and owned a costume hire business for many years until I closed it in 2018. I sewed a lot of amazing costumes for the business. I love the steampunk genre and still make costumes for my family and friends. I also sew and sell men’s waistcoats at steampunk events. These events found my photography side. I created a blog site to share my amateur photography experiences. I found with the help of a friend, a free TAFE online writing course. I wanted to learn how to structure my blog so I wouldn’t spew out rubbish. That course led me to re-find that creative side (I enjoyed writing stories as a child). I am currently writing my first horror/murder mystery novel and plotting a second, a sci-fi fantasy novel. I have written a 2500w short story and a number of flash fiction pieces. I look forward to developing my writing creative side and am enjoying the learning process involved.
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