by Michael C.
He got home from work just a few
minutes after his typical arrival time. As usual,
supper was on the table. Tonights repast
included, fried chicken, mashed potatoes, and
green peas. It was one of her favorite meals. As
soon as she sat down, he entered from the kitchen
with two tall iced teas and welcomed her home.
She said hello and dove into the spread before
him. Following supper, she cleared the table, and
he headed to his job at the oil refinery, where
she had worked for nearly a decade. Be safe,
he shouted from the kitchen, as he filled the
dishwasher. I will, she answered, and
drove to the mall to pick up a wrench set at
Sears. He quickly purchased what he needed and
drove back home. After watching TVs Who
Do You Think You Are? they turned in for
the night, he on one side of the bed and she on
his side. The next morning, she arrived back home
from her overnight shift at the Seven-Eleven
exhausted and ready to hit the sack until noon
when he had to go to the gynecologist for his
annual checkup. Immediately following her
appointment, he returned home and accused her of
acting like another person over the last few days.
Oh! she responded, in a deep muscular
tone, And I suppose you think youre
the perfect woman, Mister?