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How do I turn and walk away?


Wow, you have a new car.
Yes, my friend says.
When did you buy it?
More than two months ago.

I stare in disbelief.
My friend couldn’t meet my eyes.
You didn’t tell her, another says.
A silence you could slice through.

We are co-workers and friends,
and I never noticed the new car.
I blushed, feeling like a fool.
Anger rises as a defense.

I frantically search my memory.
For clues, something, anything,
The friend, a friend no more.
Slowly but surely I see a stranger.

What is this sinking feeling?
A moment of truth.
This was my friend yesterday.
How do I turn and walk away?

By C. E. Pereira



I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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