“I’m not trying to upset you,” Jake said, taking her hand, “but there’s two explinations a normal person would come up with for that,” he said gesturing to the living room. “Either you’re banging someone on the couch, or you’re sleeping on it.” Lucille shoved her plate forward. A scowl swept her face. “I know…
Month: September 2020
Uglies of the Night (Part 2)
Work had been a bear. Lucille tossed her backpack, her purse, and her lunch box – still mostly full of food – onto the passenger’s side. Sitting back into the driver’s seat Lucille folded forward, wrapping her arms around the steering wheel. HR had decided that it was not their place to conduct exit interviews….
Uglies of the Night (Part 1)
Her ribs were aching. Sore and stiff from sleeping on the couch, but the pain was better than the fear. You in bed? Lucille’s boyfriend Jake would answer the phone for their nighttime call. In couch, she replied occasionally. The first night it had been funny. If two couch nights were back to back Jake’s…