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Submitted to Contest #292
And there it was, a sliding door. Did I see that right? I pushed aside the soft cotton shirts, feeling the cool fabric brush against my skin. A barely visible gap awaited my fingers to slide the panel open. How could we have missed that all these years? But it was so inconspicuous. Well, it must be, as even my husband, who had had clothes hanging in that cupboard for the last ten years, had not spotted it. “Dear, do you know there's a door at the back of your wardrobe?” “Hmm…” His usual, detached response made my jaw clench. Can he not show ...
Submitted to Contest #238
“It’s been three years.”He raises his eye-brows.“We started work on the same day - 3rd January 2021.”He nods.“Hey, thanks for the coffee, man,” I toss him an off-hand gratitude.Another nod. And a grunt.It has been this way for three years. Verbal versus non-verbal. I have not seen a young man in his mid-twenties look so ‘old’; if you know what I mean. His demeanour accentuates his overall looks. His baggy, crumpled shirt falls over his loose pants. I don’t think his pants have seen soap ever. I itch to tell him off. If I were his father I wo...
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