What’s Your Worst Quality?

Your tie was crooked and when I told you to come over to the couch so I could fix it, you hesitated. Maybe you wanted me to get up. Maybe you forgot what I had been going through for the last few weeks. Maybe you thought it might do me some good to move around.

After I fixed your tie and wished you good luck, you left.

There was nothing on TV. I dragged myself to the kitchen and did the dishes. Well, half of them. Just the plates and cups. And I wondered if you’d decide to come back.


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