Rosalin Wren
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The Absent Husband
She woke up cuddling a pillow for what seemed like the 87th day of David leaving. When they met, she knew what she was signing up for, he was in the military. He warned her straight away that he could be away for months at a time. She said she was fine with it; how could she not be? He was hot, charming, kind, funny and amazing in bed. How could she let this little hurdle stand in her way? They’d had a whirlwind romance and were married 6 months later. The most exhilarating 6 months of her life. Then an extended honeymoon in Bali relaxing, sipping cocktails, making love and fucking for days and days.
By Rosalin Wren2 years ago in Filthy
Babe in the Woods
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. As we pulled out of the driveway I looked over my shoulder and thought mother you are insane for wanting to spend six weeks in that cabin on your own. Ever since dad passed away 6 years ago my mother had started to take herself off to weird, random locations to be on her own for a few weeks. She called it her ‘recharge’ time. She would write, do yoga, meditate, walk etc. She was so much braver than me. The candle flickered in the distance as we drove around the corner away from the cabin.
By Rosalin Wren2 years ago in Horror