A/N:( takes place right after Sara left Jack, pre season 1) Written as a challenge, must contain the word "independence."
This is what I got.
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It's an odd thing, this independence thing.
When I was young, I never though I would be
tied down and depend so much on another person as I turned out to be.
I was a strong young woman, with a mind of my own.
I belonged to nobody; I was as free as the birds above.
That was, until he came along.
I really didn't have a choice, you know.
He took me by surprise and swept me of me feet.
And it lasted for 15 wonderful years,
until that horrible sound rang through the neighbourhood,
breaking us so much apart, breaking us down.
And now, Im mourning, over my lost son and my, in many ways, even more lost husband.
Ex-husband.
I'm alone again,
Independent.
And I don't like it one bit.
Maybe I should call dad, invite him over or something…
**The end**
