Lola's fingers grazed the grocery list that sat next to the empty fruit bowl on the counter.
Apples
Bananas
Tissues
Deoderant
The last item, scribbled quickly on by Kyle before he had left for work that morning.
Lola placed the stack of mail she had scooped off the floor next to the list, and sat on the stool.
The hummingbird feeder still hung outside the window by the sink.
The refridgerator still hummed.
The coffee pot sat obediently, waiting for it's next pot.
She scooted off the stool, and headed to her bedroom to pick up some extra clothes, passing the empty room with the paint can lying in it's own pool of blood.
A laundry basket sat on the unmade bed, and she began to rifle through it.
This was all fruitless, she thought.
Her belly was only getting bigger, but her mom had insisted and had dropped her off.
As she scooped up a pair of underwear, a glimpse of a logo peered out through the heep of clothes. She scooped it in her hands, and held it close to her face.
She breathed in deeply trying to find him somewhere in the soft blue cotton.
And there...right there. He was.
She quickly put Kyle's favorite t-shirt in her bag, turned off bedroom light, and locked the front door behind her.
Thank you so much for coming to read this! If you would like to read the previous parts to get a fuller picture of Lola's story, I've linked them below!
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