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Anonymum has started another rolling post. This is the third – Splendid and Too Splendid were the first 2.  Its always great to see where everyone takes the story and how each of us puts our own stamp on it.

After Anonymum, I am the next one to add to the story. The story so far from Anonymum, followed by my contribution, in purple:

He stepped from the plane into the crowded airport, the face of who he was seeking, fixed firmly in his mind.
He had seen it numerous times, but knew, even if it had been revealed only once, it was a face he would never forget.
How could he ever forget the face of the person responsible for the single most painful experience of his life?
The devastation it had created was an event he would not allow himself to forget.
He was driven to not only find her, but make her suffer the way he had. Ensure she experienced the total overwhelming feeling that had been his constant companion for more than 10 years.
The hopelessness, anguish and feeling of loss, all of which kept him awake, or haunted his dreams, turning every night into a tortuous time to be dreaded, in every waking moment…….

Constance sat in the study looking out over the garden. She loved to be in this room. It was just how she had imagined she would have her own room just for her writing, all those years ago. The garden was showing the first signs of spring approaching. There were new buds on all the plants and the winter chill had gone from the air today, so she had happily let Alison play outside.

She was distracted from her writing while watching Alison play in the garden. The child had a wonderful imagination and Constance loved to watch her play. As the sun glistened on Alison’s hair and she poured tea for the teddy bears, Constance wondered how their lives would have turned out if she had made a different decision on that fateful day. For the first time in many years, she let her mind wonder to Alison’s father. Constance had not let herself think about him since that day. As she was thinking about him, she felt a shiver go up her spine and felt a sense of dread that she hadn’t experienced in a long time.

The next person on the list is Cris. Go for it Cris, can’t wait to see where you take the story. And everyone else too.  If you would like to see the order that we will be contributing, Anonymum has a list here. And its not too late to add your name to the list, just leave a comment and Anonymum will be happy to add you.

ETA: The order has changed so the next person on the list is Widdle Shamrock, so pop on over to her place to check her addition to the story.

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