I can’t say I don’t deserve it, after everything I put her through, but death seems harsh.

I don’t even like the thing. I only stuck it on the bookcase because she was coming round. She insisted I keep it. She had bought it for me after all, on our first anniversary.

And I thought she was smiling because the divorce papers were finally signed.

That sympathetic peck on the cheek as she was leaving, the hand lingering on my shoulder… They take on a new meaning now.

The tentacles of the plant wrap themselves tighter. The world goes dark.

Copyright Penny Gadd

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84 responses to “THE HOUSEPLANT”

  1. I had a plant like that twisting around the room. Lol. It recently died. So I carried the whole pot outside. And it’s trying to live again!! Lolol.

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  2. Of course! I would expect nothing less from you, Iain. My husband gave me a plant when we first started dating. He said, “As this grows, so will our love grow.” The plant lasted through 5 moves and 10 years…we’re still together but the plant passed away after our last move 🙂

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  3. I dunno. If she bought that for him on their *first* anniversary, she must have always had plans of getting rid of him. It may have been a good thing he put her through what he did while he had time.

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