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Last lines: Becca almost runs into a man with a toddler coming up the stairs, Lily’s husband and child, and can’t believe an attractive man married mousy Lily.
On Sunday afternoon, Becca stepped out of her fifth store of the day, bags dangling from her wrists containing treasures by Prada, Gucci, and Chanel.
There’s no better way to spend the day–shopping and dinner at Café Voila.
A flash of color from the park across the street caught her eye as she headed toward her car.
A purple kite bobbed in the air, and Lily held its string. Beside Lily, her husband played catch with a shaggy mutt. The dog dropped a no doubt drool-covered tennis ball at his feet and sat, its tail thumping against the ground. On a nearby red plaid blanket, Daniel chewed on his fist.
Ew, too bad you have to get through spit, throw-up, and dirty diapers to get to the cute stage.
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“Lily Wasn’t There” is a short story I can’t quite get right. I’m hoping the feedback from WeWriWa will help.
Becca’s life hasn’t gone how she planned. Stuck in an accounting job she despises, she scrapes by with a paycheck that doesn’t buy her half of what she deserves. She wants to find a man before she’s thirty, get married, and never work another day in her life. While at work, she people-watches, and one particular coworker is often the focus of her attention–Lily. Lily is everything Becca hates–buttoned-up, bland, and overly dedicated to her job–or so Becca thinks.