You Think You Know Her

She stared down into the lobby, all color drained from her face.

“What is it?”

She shook her head, sipped the last of her chardonnay from the plastic cup.

“Nothing,” she smiled. “Let’s go back. Second act will be starting soon.”

I felt her tension all through the second act.  She seemed to be looking around while pretending she wasn’t.

“Are you all right?” I whispered.

The woman behind us said “Shhhhhh!”

She gave my hand a squeeze.

She was standing the moment the lights came up, moving toward the aisle, excusing herself.

I watched her disappear into the lobby.


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  1. jillyfunnell

    An intriguing tale – whoever she saw it was obviously a shock. I felt the tension of her having to sit through the second act when all she wanted to do was cut and run.

  2. k rawson

    Tense and mysterious story with a tantalizing title. Does he only think he knows her? Or is it about who she thinks she saw? Or maybe both…

  3. Joy Pixley

    I feel like I’ve been in that lobby at intermission, having that awkward conversation, although you ratcheted up the mystery several notches. Great tension, wondering who she saw, and why they make her so nervous that she won’t even admit it to the narrator.

  4. Dale

    For someone who had no idea in your head, you sure found a direction! This was filled with tension and now we’re left wondering just what the heck is going on…

  5. Lynn Love

    Wow! What’s her story? There’s a deep, hidden past life she’s lived that her partner knows nothing about. Was she a spy? Is she a bigamist? A thousand tantalising possibilities. Lovely tension throughout, Josh

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