“No sane girl should dream about marriage. It’s oppressive to women.”
“In the 1950s maybe.” Elle paused at the Thrift store window. “Marriage is a public declaration of love.”
“Really? Half the high school is married then. Would be right for divorce to be a public declaration of not love.”
“Divorce doesn’t always mean people don’t love each other.”
“It’s all about wanting the government to recognize voluntary family. And we all know family does not require love. There’s no divorce with real family.”
“Sister, I love you and I’m sorry about you and Joe.”
“He is dead to me.”
This post inspired by Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneer photo challenge. Check out her blog to join the fun.
Clare Graith 