Stranded

PHOTO PROMPT © Jennifer Pendergast 

As I looked to the vaulted ceiling, stained glass and lights, I thought about what my life would be like if I wasn’t stranded.  In this church.  I had come to town with good intentions, but even the best intentions don’t always turn out.  My idea of a new life bit the dust as soon as I arrived.  Only because Ted was here.  I knew he had moved on with his life, I obviously just didn’t know where he had ended up.  He would and could ruin me.  I just needed to make sure I ruined him first. 

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