LindaGHill hosts Stream of Consciousness Saturday.
The prompt this week is GROWTH
The post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing
(typos can be fixed), and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.
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We called them Cakey and the Growth.
She was sweet enough to give you diabetes. Nothing was too much trouble for her.
He clung to her like ivy, as if he wanted to burrow under her skin and become a part of her.
She worked in the finance department and he worked in IT. At break, lunch, and after work, he would wait outside her office like a well-mannered stalker.
They would embrace and walk off together, arms entwined, their heads close as they talked in soft voices to each other.
Cakey and the Growth, always together, finishing each other’s sentences, leaving parties early because they couldn’t bear to share their time with other people.
She would smile her sugary smile, and he would hold on as if he couldn’t bear to let her go.
Cakey and the Growth, when two became one.
For a time.
Cakey is no longer with the Growth. She is still inside and he is still in a coma.
The Growth turned malignant and to save herself, Cakey excised him.
She may be incarcerated, but at least now, she is free..