https://jfb57.wordpress.com/2015/03/10/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups-week170/
PROMPT:
…the scent was overpowering…
When I entered my home the scent was overpowering!
The scent of a stranger in my own house. The scent of a woman I know.
Why was she here while I wasn’t home?
I walked to our bedroom. OUR bedroom of all places.
There they were. Both in the bedroom. Both naked.
I felt I was going to faint. Then suddenly I felt calm again, turned around never to return to this place again.
Till today when I smell the scent I want to freeze. Life goes on, I don’t want to smell it again.
I scrap 2 
Nou het jul my deurmekaar. Is hierdie ‘n ware storie of deel van ‘n challenge?
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He he, toor ek lekker met jou kop!. Dis veronderstel om fiksie te wees! Net 100 woorde is meer as genoeg vir my om te skryf want ek is maar n ou v min woorde( eie ondervindings help natuurlik om dit meer realisties voor te stel!)
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Wel – goed geskryf!
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Laat my dink aan Dark Lady van Cher.
Cher is nogal ‘n goeie storie verteller as ek daaraan dink.
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Ja, is nogal. Het gou eers geluister na Dark Lady.
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I agree. Thank you for your positive comment
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Not a situation anyone wants to find themselves in – and unfortunately, not one to be easily forgotten. Nicely written. 🙂
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Very well written. Not a nice thing to come home to. 😦
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Thank you, don’t think it is a good experience
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mmmmmm …ok ek bly doodstil
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Dis maar hoe dit gaan!…..
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Baie diep storie! Kom jou pyn voel!
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Dankie, dis maar dinge wat mens vergewe maar nie vergeet nie!
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Really liked your story. I can identify as I am divorced. 🙂
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Thank you! Same here
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