She had waited and waited....

But no "other shoe" seemed to be dropping after all......
Not at the moment....
And if she did say so herself,,,
she had far exceeded even HER OWN goals ...
She had worked harder and more productively ..........
BY FAR ....
 than ever before...
The work was done...
for now....
And the much anticipated "day of reckoning" was upon her....
""Who shall live and who shall die?""
And yet...
the sheer ABSENCE of DRAMA was almost palpable....
dramatic in and of itself somehow....
The air was STILL....VERY, VERY STILL....
But NOT....
Hard to encapsulate in words really....
Gusts of wind came hurling at the windows...
And yet, the ATMOSPHERE stood silently by...
It was DEFINITELY a day to make CHICKEN...
On this,,,,she could be certain....
Colors flashed before her eyes....
Shapes...
Vignettes...
Faces....
Purple...
Red....
The smell of cinnamon and dark toast wafted through her "somewhat clogged" nostrils...
""Who shall live and who shall die ??"