Thursday, 13 December 2012

THE GOOD WIFE short flash fiction

                                                                    THE GOOD WIFE

 "As usual I'm sitting here all by myself – there's two of us and I'm still all alone – talking to a husband yet talking to myself – Jack? Jack? Are you awake? Of course you're not – I should know better."

 "How many times to I sit here in this chair, my old worn out chair – worn out! Worn out, with the packing coming loose at the seams –talking to myself because you're too deaf to answer!"

 "Oh, good God – are you dead? Jack? For heaven's sake – Jack? Jack!! Are you awake? Oh, you're awake! Dear? Where you having a nice little nap, Honey? Oh, you're getting up? Well… Sweetheart… Could you get me a cuppa while you're up?"

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