Edwina was the studious hard working kind. Her few friends voted her ‘Most Likely to Succeed’, but privately thought she worked too hard to ever enjoy life.
They seldom invited her to any social events, even online ones, because there is a limit to how often you can listen to descriptions of the intricacies of noncovalent bonds and leukocyte adhesion.
One day Edwina looked out of the window and saw a child laughing with delight whilst playing with a balloon. The next, she was on a plane to Bermuda where she lived the rest of her life as a beachcomber…
EM-Drabbles – Ninety-Four

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