Since posting my, ‘365 Days Writing Prompt Challenge: Day 10,’ I have been inundated with comments and emails asking me about what happens next. I never intended this piece to be anything other than a one-off episode, but it seems my readers want more. So… to keep you happy (and let’s be honest, to make my life more fun, because I really did enjoy writing this!), I’ve decided to write a weekly serial. That was the first in the series and so this one is Episode 2.
“Jennie, I have something to tell you… “ he typed.
No, he couldn’t do it. Not like that.
An email was bad, but a text was even worse. He remembered a conversation he’d had with her one night when they’d gone out for dinner and he’d had a little too much to drink. He’d told her that he hated talking to her via text or email because he wanted to see her face when he spoke to her. She’d cocked her head to one side and asked him why.
“Because…” he slurred, “I want to see your reaction when I say something. That’s important to me.”
Jennie had smiled her lopsided grin and squeezed his leg.
That wasn’t when he’d fallen in love with her though.
It was when she’d walked into the café the first time they’d met.
At the time he didn’t know who she was, he just saw her dump her bag and flop down at the bar, putting her head in her hands.
“Oh,” she’d groaned. “Way too much to drink last night.”
He remembered hearing the café staff laugh and her own laugh, deep and throaty, join theirs.
That was when it had happened. Something about her laugh had hit him, fair in the gut. It had touched something within him that he couldn’t describe and he wasn’t sure he wanted to anyway.
“Sweetie, what are you still doing up?”
His wife’s voice brought him back to reality; a reality that he was finding more and more reluctant to be part of lately. When had her voice become so annoying?
Without looking at his phone, he pressed a button to turn the screen off and shoved it quickly into his pocket.
“Oh um, just finishing a few things, I’ll be up in a minute,” he heard himself say.
She nodded in understanding and the minute she’d left he pulled out his phone again to find a message from Jennie.
“Yeah, what is it?”
Holy fuck, he thought, I pressed the wrong goddamn button!