Her husband chewed thoughtfully as he pored over the evening paper.
She wanted to tell him that she was lonely. That she was overwhelmed. She wanted to tell him that she missed being in love.
His eyes met hers briefly across the table.
She said, “Can you pass the salt?”
For the Weekly Writing Challenge.
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You did this extremely well. Brevity isn’t one of my strengths. It sums up all those emotions and thoughts we would like to share but it all becomes too hard.
However, perhaps these were the first words spoken for some time and perhaps this is a new beginning.
It reminds me of a scene in a Fish Called Wanda where John Cleese is in bed with his newspaper next to his wife Jamie Lee Curtis,
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This was very well done.
Really creative
Lemme try…. 😉
The question was asked…
Tunnel vision. Heart pounding, fingertips, cold… raise your hand, raise your hand, answer the question!
Clenching fist, close to heart hand, eyes downward. The moment passed.
Next paragraph.
Next time…
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Minimalist poignancy.
succinct. And so very heartbreaking.
Impactful. You’ve nailed it.
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This is beautiful..!!!
You have done a masterful job.
Beautiful 🙂
Wow! You nailed it. In every way. Thank you.
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You described the situation very well. It is so easy to land up in a situation like this. As roweeee mentioned, maybe this is a new beginning.
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