He shook his head at his wife. She was into her third cup of coffee in an hour. “If you are that sleepy, why don’t you just sleep early at night?” he wanted to ask her as she swallowed the last drop from her cup. He opted to bite his tongue lest he started a torrent of words beginning with “You don’t understand…”
“You should take a nap, Dear,” he said instead.
“Ah! Just because you don’t drink coffee, you think I am sleepy. I’m NOT sleepy!” She said emphatically.
His eyes wandered off to the ceiling, then on the wall beside him, then on the floor. “A fly went by,” he gave a cheeky grin when he saw the look she gave him.
Later that day, his cell phone rang. “Home” the caller ID said. He shuddered as he picked it up. A barrage of sobbing and wailing and words that sounded like “I am tired. I need a break” slammed into his ears. Just as he expected would happen. He closed his eyes and counted.
“Why aren’t you talking to me?”
“Darling, put everyone to bed. Go to sleep.”
“No. I did not ask you to tell me anything.”
“No! You just don’t understand!”
“…you asked me to..”
“Why don’t you ever listen to me. I just want a sympathetic ear.”
“Ok, what do you want to do?”
“You should know that by now.”
“Oh Darling…you are an exasp…” He palmed his forehead before he could say the rest of the word.
“…..an enigma, I mean.”
This piece was written for
This week, the challenge is to write a response, in 33-333 words, to the word ENIGMA which for this prompt means an inscrutable or mysterious person.
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