Tagged: Home (473)

T 5679

He was wearing The tie. It was a signal, even if he didn’t know it. She wiped off her lipstick and put away the pearls. And ordered a pizza.

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T 5660

He picks up the rags and decides he’s going to quit his job. He wants out. He goes home and kisses his wife. You need a better job, he says.

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T 5656

She had been gone for a few days, away on business, and the house was a mess. He opened a bag of chips, and called her. I miss you, he said.

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T 5636

I wish my new neighbor would put up her curtains. I enjoy watching her fix up her place. But I may fall in love and my wife won’t like that.

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T 5603

They fall on to the couch and it breaks and he feels the back pain again and she has to stifle a giggle. My wife’s going to kill me, he says.

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T 5587

He’d spent the day baking, and when she came home she said, The place smells sexy, and that merely reminded him of some unpleasant evenings.

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T 5574

A noise was coming from the kitchen. It was a feral sound and he found her devouring a cake with her hands. It’s like eating love, she said.

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T 5567

Toys fly through the air. The parents apologize to each other and find themselves attracted to the wrong people. The kids sit back and watch.

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T 5565

I was cutting an onion. My wife said, Why so sad? and then she laughed and so did I. Except I was sad. But I knew she didn’t want to hear it.

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T 5555

They bought a house. He said, Now I can walk around naked. She imagined wedded bliss. But he was a messy guy. And she grew to hate the house.

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