She Held Out

Written in response

She held out her arms to hug me, but I knew this wasn’t my house, and she definitely wasn’t my wife.

How did I know? There was something different about her. Like she was a different shape. The slant of her eyes, going the wrong way. It wasn’t just my wife. The kitchen was different too. The writing on the cornflakes (sekalfnroc). I questioned her. She told me to get an appointment with the doctors, perhaps I was suffering from stress.

It started yesterday, when I fell asleep in the middle of the afternoon, and woke to her snoring next to me. My wife never snores. She got out of the wrong side of the bed, and rushed to cook my breakfast. I’m the one who makes breakfast – eggs extra easy, bacon with a hint of brown sauce.

She held out her arms to hug me, and for now I couldn’t let slip I know.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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