Markie Smith
Stories (3/0)
The Proposal
Xander had mastered the art of looking comfortable even when she was disgusted, hurt, or angry. This was something she had to master to live the life she was living. She never liked to look too closely at it and spent much of her time assessing the secret pains of others. She had come early, as always, so that she could get two or three drinks in before her “chaperone” arrived.
By Markie Smith5 months ago in Fiction
Some Moments
It had taken her more than 12 weeks or about 3 months to realize she was pregnant. She kept bleeding on her periods. Honestly, it was just supposed to be a routine pregnancy test at the doctor. She was eating less, vomiting often, tired literally all the time and had passed out 3 times in about 2 months. Once at home, once after swimming, once at work. She was with company each of these times. She had made an appointment with her doctor and found out she was pregnant. The Doctor practically had to pick her up off the floor again, but this time Sawyer was conscious. The sickly sweet smell of the hospital floor and the aseptic lighting made everything feel very unreal, as though suddenly she were underwater. She remembered being so nervous on the way home… will Liam be okay with it, will he want a baby, does she even want a baby? That final question made her imagine baby curls or green eyes on an infant, and she felt something stirring within her already… of course it wasn’t actually the baby moving, but it was the baby moving her.
By Markie Smith5 months ago in Confessions
Ghosts
Faye awoke and it was quite late in the afternoon. Before her job, Faye had usually been the first to wake up, however, working as a cigarette girl in a speakeasy had changed her circadian rhythms significantly; about three days a week, she was walking home at dawn beneath a gold-pink sky, and on at least two other days, Tilly was pulling her out to drink late into the night. Tilly was asleep next to her right now. This morning was New Year’s Eve. On the days Tilly did not have to work, she always made a point to sleep in with Faye. Or at least, get up, eat,tidy, and then take a nap until Faye woke up. Faye moved lightly and Tilly blinked her eyes open,
By Markie Smith5 months ago in Fiction
