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Adrianne
"This is ridiculous!" ~ She suddenly announces into the stillness of the room ~ "I really ought to 'move on' with my life... whatever that means."
Swinging her feet off the sofa, she crosses over to the hi-fi stereo system placed on the long, waist-high shelves (another of his suggestions which she had accepted so easily as if she had been breathing). Well, thank goodness for technology, that she has discarded the previous stereo system - a Christmas gift from him about seven years ago. ~ I miss him. ~ The pang stays in her heart, and seems that it never will leave.
Angrily, she jams her finger on the Play button and there is a whirling sound as the compact disc player registers the presence of her Moulin Rouge soundtrack. With further vehemence, she turns on the volume to maximum loudness and begins screaming and gyrating to the song of "Lady Marmalade"...
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