Cracks

Friday Fictioneers – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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Dale’s Broken Door.

Cracks.

‘You expect me to walk the dog and wash up – again!’
She slammed the door on the way out.
What did I say?
‘Weight watchers?’ I shouted after her.
It’s true, always another class.
Jogging or swimming, gossiping. I’ve married a fat ghost.
I expect she’ll stay with friends tonight. Moody!
Sorry dear, the meeting ran late, the boss insisted on a couple of drinks.
‘There is always next month you know.’
She didn’t like that.
“Look – tonight,” she pointed at the calendar.
We’ve been trying, but this organised sex is so stressful.
Honestly, I’m not ready for children.

 

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21 responses to “Cracks

  1. Methinks they should go their separate ways…

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  2. I don’t think he even likes her. “Fat ghost”? That’s downright mean. Wonder what she thinks of him?

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  3. A child would certainly not fix the cracks in their relationship.

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  4. Conceiving can be stressful, and really take the fun out of things!

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  5. Yeah, I don’t think it’s a good idea for these two to bring children into the world

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  6. Glad these two crackpots aren’t my neighbors.

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  7. Poor guy.. That’s gotta suck.

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  8. Cracked relationship for sure. Children can only make this worse.

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  9. This is definitely a cracked relationship.

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  10. I don’t know about cracks – looks to me like chasms and really they shouldn’t breed.

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  11. I don’t give this relationship long

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