Another six sentence story:
The cue is "sink".
Washing Up
Walking in the front door, she picks up the post and her
gaze goes straight through to the kitchen, to the sink, piled high with dishes,
the sound of a plop from the tap , mirroring the drip from the overflowing sink onto
the floor.
Oh my goodness, she thinks, I’ve only been away two nights helping Sarah with the new baby couldn't he at least have tidied the kitchen for when I got back.
Turning the tap off she picks up her bag , turns to go upstairs
wondering where he is and deciding that he's probably with his mates down the allotment.
Wearily, she climbs the stairs, glad to have time to
herself so they don't have a row about his lazy behaviour, which she is just
not up for today.
“That bloody man, left the ruddy toilet for me as well,” she
says out loud, as a strange smell catches her unawares at the top of the stairs.
In their bedroom she stares in disbelief as she sees her husband
lying there and going over to him finds his cheek ice cold to her touch.
I was thinking how much I hate a sink full of dirty dishes until I got to the end!! So very sad. But well done
ReplyDeleteAnd in the blink of an eye she went from frustrated and angry to heartbroken. The older we get, the greater such fears become. Papa Bear's second wife of many years died this way while he was off on a hunting trip. His daughter found her in the kitchen. The tragedy is all the things we wish we would have said and done if we'd only have known there wasn't much time. A good lesson to us all, to do it now! This was very well written, Maz!
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ReplyDeleteNice surprise twist for an ending!
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So sad. A reminder that, in the end, some things aren't worth expending the energy of anger.
ReplyDeleteNow that will really spoil her routine.
ReplyDeleteCertainly not the homecoming she expected. All that washing up!
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Maz, I love this story and your blog, as well. So nice to connect. The story certainly took me by surprise. I was with her, thinking, isn't it just like a man to leave a big mess. His demise was not expected. I think I'm going to like visiting your blog.
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone for your kind words ...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful story, Maz. Your writing is always heartfelt. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteOh, no. I imagine it won't be long before she wishes she'd never had those negative thoughts about him.
ReplyDeleteI was quite indignant until the end. A nice, if sad, twist.
ReplyDeleteYikes! Yes, no one likes to be left with the messy chores. But how often we focus on feeling irritated by these things and don't stop to think how precious life is. Are those irritations really worth it.
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