THE INEPT HUSBAND
“Now this is the life of Riley.” I said as I looked at our kitten.
“If that is the life you want, it’s yours!”
I wasn’t sure if she was being snippy or serious, but I took the chance.
She pointed to the sofa… “I’ll place your tray by the TV when supper is ready.”
Now, I was even more confused. Sarah had been hard to read while we were dating. Nowadays, impossible.
Supper … true to her word: Spaghetti and meatballs, garlic bread, my favorite beer.
But there was an ominous air in the room?
I fell asleep to Sports Center.
She was there in the morning with my breakfast.
“Is this what you want?” She sat on the edge of the armchair. Her eyes were ablaze???
“Talk to me,” I said. “You know I am not good at this feeling thing.”
Both of us were suddenly brimming with tears.
Written for Monday’s Finish That Story: Requirements: Create a 100-150 words flash fiction story using the photo prompt and the included first line… “Now this is the life of Riley.” (LATE! This one was not entered!)