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Spoiled
Although I’m sitting poolside at my villa, sipping Margarita, my soul feels like chipped, latex-coated lead: cheap, artificial, and toxic. The adage goes, how did I get to this place; but I know, know how, and who is to blame. When you’ve had enough trauma cast upon you as an innocent, you get twisted enough to conjure it on your own as an adult.
“Hector, when you’ve finished with my toes, please fetch me another drink.”
Hector’s god-like face smiles at me adoringly, imperceptibly nodding.
I watch his bronzed David form rise and pad to the tiki.
I sigh, bored.
[100 words]
Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is the host of Friday Fictioneers.
Tao-Talk 
As a holiday, it seems idilic.
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Someone, when every day is a holiday, it’s just another day… Thanks for reading and your comment.
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I think Hector has just about had it putting up with this stuff.
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James, I don’t think you know Hector very well. Thanks for reading :)
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Oh, this is rich, Li!
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:) Thanks, Nancy!
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You’re welcome!
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Not exactly self aware. (K)
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K, I see her as just the opposite, only too aware of what she is, just not giving a damn.
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I think those two attitudes are very similar.
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This is forensic and brutally true. “The rich also cry, as the Mexican tele-novela has it
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Neil, I *love* your comment, thank you for making my day.
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Oh my, spoiled is right!
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:)
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Great take Lisa – love your striking opening – cold, cynical, and deeply atmospheric. You’ve managed to create a sharp contrast between the ‘perfect’ external environment and the narrator’s internal decay but she definitely knows what she wants! 🙌
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Ange, thank you. I started with the attributes of the objects in the picture and it took off from there :)
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🙌
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Dear Lisa,
Spoiled indeed. Sad for her. No sense of purpose. The last line says it all. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Rochelle, well-said. Thank you <3
Shalom,
Lisa
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She knows exactly who and what she is; however, she is not bored enough yet to make a change and probably deep down, doesn’t want to or even know how to!
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Dale, I like the insight you show into this character. I believe you are right <3
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Thank you, kind lady; so glad you appreciate! 💞
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<3
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awesome Li 🌷🌷🌻🌻👍👍👍
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Thanks, CA :)
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I suppose he should pay attention to more than just her toes. that will take the boredom away. :)
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lol, Plaridel, I believe you may be onto something there ;)
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Lisa, that is a killer metaphor: chipped, latex-coated lead being cheap, artificial and toxic. My favorite turn of phrase this week. You wove a great scene here. Sounds like a good time under other circumstances but yeah, she’s definitely spoiled.
-David
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David, thank you for the wonderful feedback on the story. You made my night.
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I sighed too! Nice one, Lisa.
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:) thanks!
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What a great take, Li… a little later I’ll get a margarita too! 🍹
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