The HusbandI took a nap, and when I woke up, the dog that had been sleeping on my chest had become a husband.More Like This
I said, “Get off, you’re heavy.”
And while he sheepishly slunk to the floor, I asked him what he thought he was doing, being a husband when all I wanted was a dog. He kissed my foot and said that I needed a husband.
This is something that many have tried to tell me in the past, and I was not up for hearing about it. Not on a Saturday afternoon, when I had to fully wake up from my nap, make some coffee, and putz around for a few hours before meeting Sammie for drinks down at Calico’s, so we could watch all the cowboys wearing their finest, most colorful shirts and tightest jeans. Which last part seemed like something to which a husband might take offense.
“I’m sorry, but I’m not a wife, so you’d better change back now.”
“Could you be a wife for a little bit? Try it out?” His eyes were still brown and far too reminiscent of a
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To Save A LifeThere are some people in this world that always seek for balance in their lives, control over each aspect of themselves. However, for many, there are parts of ourselves that disagree with one another, no matter how you go about handling them, as troublesome as they are. Here we are witness to one small world in silent peril with no residents but three. The ever tired and crippled Body, the corrupted yet well-meaning Mind and the ever faithful Heart. Coming together as one has never been harder.More Like This
The dead of night is when she’s best to be contacted, though she lets the phone ring until just before the voicemail sounds. She just hates the sound of her own voice. His calls are frequent and filled with words she both does and doesn’t want to hear, but she doesn’t have much of a voice to stop him.
His foot taps as he waits for her to answer. He stands outside her house, out on the sidewalk beside her mailbox. Her window is dark and closed, as normal, but he knows she’