“It all begins and ends in your mind,” she once told him. “What you give power to, has power over you”.
Right now, he was fighting not to call her. To tell her how much he missed her and wanted her back.
There was still snow on the porch outside. She would have been thrilled by it.
And her orchid by the window was waiting for her too.
He stared at the dials on the phone; Ralph Waldo Emerson had said, “we gain the strength of the temptation we resist”. But he did not feel any stronger. Quite the contrary.
Also part of Friday Fictioneers
Also part of Daily Prompt: Resist