Twenty Years Ago, Twelve Gone
Donna Moss, February 6, 2018, AU after The Ticket, 100 words.
(Author's Note: I appear to be on a real angst kick lately.)
It was three minutes to midnight.
She bolted upright in her bed, realizing. It had been so long since she thought about it, she nearly forgot.
It was twenty years ago today that she joined the campaign. Twenty years... since he first entered her life.
It was twelve since she left his life, since the flowers stopped, since he wouldn't hire her back.
Twelve since she'd seen him, since she called him.
She had work in the morning, though, so she went back to bed, alone, and tried not to think about her lost love. Tried not to cry. Unsuccessfully.