Jerry sat at
the kitchen table with a puzzle piece in hand. He
examined the jigsaw, then sighed, reached for his
beer, and took a swig.
thumped down the stairs and jumped on the chair
dont think this piece fits anywhere,
Jerry said, rubbing the back of her neck. She
curved around his hand until he scratched
her chin. He put her back down on the floor and
returned back to the puzzle.
All the corner
pieces were complete. Why was there an extra
corner piece? And did that mean that he had 1,001
pieces or he was shy the accurate amount to
Eileen, came down the stairs clasping the back of
an earring. She wore a short red dress with a
think I got jipped, again.
its not. Are you even listening? The puzzle
listening. Life is imperfect, dear.
for the philosophical moment.
another gulp of beer and belched.
over and kissed his cheek.
be home in a few hours.
dinner with the girls, he said, thinking of
how quiet the house would get once she left. He
also decided that next year he would not give up
television for Lent. He didnt even go to
Mass anymore so why all this routine? Catholic
guilt, he thought and finished his beer.
way, I love an imperfect puzzle, Eileen
said, nudging him.
He rolled his
eyes and rubbed her hip.
I could miss dinner with the girls, Eileen
said, sitting down in his lap.
The cat leaped up and sprawled across the puzzle.
His wife nodded at the cat and looked at the
Bella just provided the answer to our dilemma.
honey. That cats a better problem solver
up, unfastened her earrings, dropped them in his
hands, and headed upstairs.
grab me a beer on your way up. If youre
going to belch all night, I might as well join