Going Home

Joanna knew it was there; found it months ago.

Between her crappy job, chronic depression, and Brad’s not-so-secret affair, she just plain couldn’t be bothered.

Why add to the chaos?

Now she had to be bothered, except she wasn’t.

Joanna knew exactly how it would end, too. The same way it had for her grandmother, mother and two of her sisters.

The doctor gave her four to six weeks. He’d called her cancer aggressive and advanced. She was to start chemo immediately, but screw it.

She was ready to go.

Ah, well! Joanna sighed as she pulled into her driveway. She was about to take the key out of the ignition when I’ll be Home for Christmas came on the radio. She listened and a smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

Quietly, she began to sing along.

Author: The Abject Muse

Susan Marie Shuman is an author and freelance writer/editor who currently resides in the wilds of Birmingham, AL. She shares her life with four spoiled cats, several friends (not all of them imaginary) one husband and one step-son. When she's not working, Susan enjoys horseback riding, reading, taking her cats for a spin in their pet stroller, and taking naps. An ex-bartender, recovering crash test dummy and all-around late bloomer, Susan graduated from the University of South Alabama in 2004 with a BA in English. She minored in Russian. Long-range goals include visiting Israel, the Czech Republic and Liechtenstein. Susan is also planning to launch a micronation which would be called either Suzannistan or Eastern Suzanorovia.

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