First of the Month Fiction - December

I'm not particularly happy with this one - I was doing the B&W photo challenge on FB and I like this photo I took while I was waiting for one of the kids to be dropped off. I liked that while the door was open, it was menacing at the same time. So I wrote this but it's a bit pedestrian...may rework for something else at a later date. The idea has legs...and I love my photo, as there was no menace at all in the moment (I was just trying to be efficient for the driver), but when you look at it as a photo, it's creepy. Funny, hey?

He had held her back for so long, slowly eroding her self-esteem. She felt worthless. She’d been trapped in the cage of her marriage for so long, while he roamed carefree.

Finally, through fate, the bars were opened. She stood on the precipice. The door was ajar, but did she have the courage to step through towards the light in the distance? There was strange comfort in the cage. She had great fear of what lay beyond, though she knew it could not be worse than what she had endured for so many years.

Could she take that first step?

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