Maria held the barrette in her hand, scrutinizing every detail like a detective over a magnifying glass. It was emerald green with swirls of yellow, and the metal underneath it was rusted. She didn’t recognize it. No other women had been to her apartment in a very long time, and even if they had, why would they have placed a random barrette inside her medicine cabinet?
Her mind jumped to the inevitable. Was it Alyssa? Had he brought her here? Had she left it there where Maria would find it, just out of spite? There were precisely two other times that Maria had found miscellaneous hair pieces in places that she shouldn’t, and in both situations, she had readily accepted an implausible explanation, and in both situations, she had been naive.
She threw the barrette in the trash, concluding that it wasn’t worth allowing the possibilities to torture her. The barrette was thoroughly rusted; it must have been there for well over a year. That relationship had long since passed, and Maria knew the truth by now anyway. Knowing when and where things happened, and who put a barrette inside her medicine cabinet, wouldn’t have changed the outcome anyway.
haha I totally thought of times of detectiving around a lying ass boyfriends. Glad this one had a nice ending that she was already gone ;)
Love the pic.
Good freewrite! It's better that she ignores it!