Ironing done, dinner cooking. Time to put the kettle on and rest for ten minutes before she got home.
It was hard work keeping his house in order, not that the women who ran the world understood. Just because he didn’t go out to work, didn’t mean he wasn’t working.
Just as he sat down the baby woke with a gurgle and a cough and the inevitable cry. Up he got.
It was never ending. He just needed a break, some space, time to himself for once…
Geoff woke with a start and wiped sweat from his brow. What a nightmare.
Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
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