Lee Unfiltered - The Photograph, Part 2

Taped to the large glass window was a polaroid photo

…...of a girl. I say girl because she looked like the girl next door, maybe early twenties. Tender and skinny, not yet heart broken or broke. There was a gold rimmed circle mirror behind her in the bathroom, plywood walls the kind you see in a trailer park that never seem to have potential although light was being filtered through a window on the right.

She was wearing a second hand, vintage night gown with a coverlet, oh she just had to have that and why not. Her hands were adjusting the straps and her head was down. In the bottom of the photo was a man’s foot, one foot, flash from the polaroid bouncing off toes and metatarsals. Written in scratchy hand writing was one word: slut.

This was small town stuff, we’ve all been here, you're lying if you haven’t. The photo was golden, it was an entire world, story, movie, book cover, just waiting to be filled in. I don’t know why I didn’t take the photo with me, it wasn’t doing any good to nobody just hanging on the outside of that dirty truck stop window in the middle of Nowheresville.

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DISCLAIMER: Thanks for reading. To get you up to speed, I am writing my memoirs and will be posting via email on Thursdays. I appreciate the read. I'm not sure if this rawness is a good spot, but thought I would take a chance. Some stories are not pretty but all true and my life, and you get the chapters first, nobody else has read these. (PS not a lot of people are on this list, and if you want off the Thursday's Lee Unfiltered, just respond and I'll take you off.)

If you're new to this, Part 1 is posted here.
AHO. LEE

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I leave you with one of the best life quotes from my Grandma, "Don't worry about anything, because nothing is going to be all right."

Alrighty then. Have a great rest of the week! <3

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