Tag: wife
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IN A MANILA MARKET
All kinds of strap shoes hang in rows. Black, red, white, tan. Thoughts coalesce. Her shoes on the bedroom closet. Shoes for every occasion. Imelda Marcos-scale collection. He burned them all. The clothes too. The closet, the bedroom, the house. All up in flames. It had to look real. They found the charred remains. They…
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A PEACEFUL MOMENT
He’d felt like a big kid again riding his bike to the park. He picked up a coffee and a doughnut from the 24-hour drive-through, the only place open that early in the morning. Now he sat and ate them on the picnic table. A couple of ducks sauntered over, pecking around for some crumbs.…
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SHATTERED
That was it after twenty-five years. A note on the table when he got home from work, the suitcases gone, an empty wardrobe. He re-read: ‘can’t carry on like this… your temper… mood swings… deserve better… fighting… better for us both.’ He felt the anger building. He crumpled the note in a clenched fist. The…
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THE DAILY POST: AWKWARD
Should he tell her? How to tell her? It might more harm than help. On the other hand, if he leaves it unsaid and someone else mentions it… What a fix. There can be no winner in this situation. He can’t let it go on like this. Honesty is the best policy. ‘Darling, I’m not…
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HAPPY THOUGHTS
She stood contemplating the display of strange ornaments. The yellow one would have the most impact, but was too heavy for her to wield. The ornate one was too flimsy. The stumpy one too short. The blue one seemed perfect, but she noticed a crack around the trunk. She settled on the red one –…
Iain Kelly 