She sat before her bedroom mirror and considered her
reflection. The pounds had not come off fast enough. Not one person had
mentioned the change in her. Thirty pounds had been an incredible struggle.
Hadn’t anyone noticed? Not even Ora had
mentioned it. Why should she even try to lose any more weight?
She jerked open a dresser drawer and removed a box of
chocolate candy. She had left it there as a reminder that she had become master
over its power to rule her life.
Dropping it on the bed, she regarded the carton. Millicent could just
taste the buttery chocolate sweetness. She imagined it within her mouth,
melting in the corners, and sliding down her throat. The thought momentarily
relieved the waging battle and swung her to the side of least resistance.
What choice did she have? The weight had been a lifetime
battle. She did not want to fight anymore. Sinking to the bed, she opened the
box, and shoved a piece inside her mouth. Within minutes she had consumed the
entire box. She stretched out on her bed, ready to fall asleep with the phone
jarred her.
“Millie?” Ora asked.
“Yes?”
“Let’s meet for lunch at the Tea Room. Around two. Is that
okay?”
“I’ll be there,” she agreed.
Millicent, glad that Ora wanted a late lunch, pulled a
chocolate bar from her sock drawer and proceeded to unwrap her consolation.
Copyright 2017 Lynn Lacher
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