Security
by Ajay Nair
Her preferred post-coital activity is to pant, to suck in air with urgent greed. He wonders whether her mouth is open with her tongue hanging out. But he is glad to not have to know what she looks like right now - they only make love in the dark. Thankfully, she's not one for cuddling.
He rolls over to his end, reaches out for the more traditional dessert, a cigarette. He does not un-roll back fully, leaving a little more space between them than when he started.
The freshly created strip of bedding between them is the border fence that protects him. This column of thick, white, springy comfort is what keeps this marriage secure.
Enjoyed reading this piece, Ajay. "This column of thick, white, springy comfort is what keeps this marriage secure." - such an interesting closing sentence.
Thanks, Sam. That sentence is all I had to start with. Glad you enjoyed the read.
Wow. A solid story in the flash of a handful of words. Nicely done.
Ajay
I love the low-key humor, the consistency of tone, the great ending. Flawless. A+
Ajay,
What Jack said. :)
Douglas, thanks for that.
Jack, appreciate the A+. Humour's all he has.
sara, thanks, again. Appreciate the read!
Wow, wow, wow. Great flash!
Thanks, Marcelle!
This is terrific. Your people breathe. This feels absolutely true! Not easy to do in such a small story. Great work again!
Thanks Meg! Much appreciated.