“He looks at me with this sort of glower. I know what I usually do. I usually smile back, you know, kind of unsure and ask ‘What?’ It’s like he wants me to ask or maybe he wants me to feel insecure or maybe it’s just a little game and he’s teasing me. Tonight I look at him with the same expression he's giving me and turn back to what I'm doing. I expect him to laugh or something. He says nothing. A minute later I look again and he’s still staring at me. It's not a glower, exactly. But there’s no kindness there. I turn away. He announces in a nice way that he’s going to bed.
And now I’m thinking to myself ‘How much do we really know a person? Even after fifty years.’”
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“Usually when you read an article about putting the fire back into your relationship it involves wigs and high heels. I just don’t have that kind of energy anymore. Let him dress up. Not in a wig--God no! In a fireman’s uniform or skin diver thingie.”
"Skin diver?"
"I don't know! Help me think!"
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