Category: The La Di Da Lady

Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part 15

Part Fifteen Goodbye. I never said it out loud, but I want to think they heard it. I don’t know exactly how long it’s been since the last time I spoke to anyone I know. That’s a little pathetic, isn’t it? It’s the truth though. I tried to, at first. I did the dutiful friend/daughter/young … Continue reading Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part 15 →

Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part 14

Part 14 By myself, beholden to no one, forced to hear no lectures. That’s what I want. That’s what Paradise looks like for me. I can’t afford it though. Not because of money – I actually have some tiny savings built up, for the first time in ages. I can’t afford it because no one … Continue reading Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part 14 →

Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part 13

Part 13 When I was sixteen, I babysat little kids. By that time, the money made a difference. It didn’t go to bills but it was what let me continue to enjoy the luxuries I’d been accustomed to. The kids I babysat didn’t have the kind of childhood I’d had – those children had nannies. … Continue reading Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part 13 →

Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part Twelve

Part Twelve Envy. You might know it – it’s that thing with the horns. People say envy turns you green. I think it turns you grey. And not the pretty, grey, the one you see in the early mornings when dawn’s just breaking. I get envy these days. I used to think the grownups were … Continue reading Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part Twelve →

Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part Eleven

Part Eleven I want to go home. I wanna go home, I wanna go home, I wanna go home! There’s just one problem. I am home. Or as close to it as I’ll be getting. I want to go back to the home where I was a pampered little darling, where I knew nothing of … Continue reading Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part Eleven →