Two Husbands…

Hello…I’m good…what…I can’t hear you…I said I’m good…the truth is…I wanted to talk…Hello…you keep coming in and out…you sound like you’re in a cave…some cave all the way at the end of it…what…she’s OK…I guess…we don’t talk much anymore…some kind of silent agreement we have…yes…right…after twenty-five years there’s not much to say…hold on…somebody’s screaming outside…cussing…now I hear you…we’ve been going down this road a long time…started after the kids left home…actually it started way before then…everything just became so routine…we don’t even say good morning…still makes my lunch…we go to church on Sundays…just left blank…just this blank feeling inside…hollow…hold on…hold on a minute…had to step outside…don’t smoke inside the house…figured I can do that much…I’m not miserable…I’m good…this is just a natural path…happens to everybody whose married a long stretch of time…OK…I will…talk to you soon…give my best to Betty…sure I mean it…I’ll give your best to Nancy…I will…I can do that…she won’t ask…never does…OK…night…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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