He walked out a bit guarded. No dog. He thought about his chips but heard the dog behind the fence growl.
"Thanks Felix," he said under his breath.
She had hugged him at the door in a weird way. There, but not there. Then she said "You need to eat more fish."
He thought she was crazy with talk of fish and babies and the way she had sucked almost all the life out of him in one evening.
He hobbled toward home feeling skanky and thin.
When he got home the cat bolted out the door and he headed for his room and crashed like a 747 on fire.
The phone rang at 2 p.m. It rang again at 4 and 6:15.
His dreams were sporadic. He saw a woman with golden hair in one. She was naked and beautiful but as he mounted her she laughed at him. He laughed back. Then turned over into a dark-haired woman who wanted his hands and only that.
She gasped often and moaned loudly...then he was in the sea and he was swimming underwater but could breath. His only child was swimming and laughing alongside him. They were catching wild crayfish but they so often slipped away. They laughed. Her eyes lighted up.
He woke up and realized that he did not have a child. He felt sick.
He walked into the bathroom, wretched and sat down on the floor.
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3 comments:
hmmm, i am sitting here wondering if the guy thought it was worth all the pain.
Only dicky knows for sure. sometmes a little pain brings great gain.
I wonder if he will go buy some fish.
This was well done. Honest and real fiction.
Is there such a thing?
BRILLIANT! BRAVO!
thus....fish & chips! i love how you brought that together, finally, i kept wondering how you would tie in chips and dip with fish and chips....lol ;)
AWESOMERAD!
ain't done yet...that is the downside of fiction...it takes a life of its own. I wanted to doa farcical story...it turned serious and long...now I have to finish or Zara and Dicky will sue me.
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