“How’d you get in?”
“What’s with the suitcases?”
“Isn’t that green one mine?”
“Who’s sitting in the truck outside?”
“When did your brother get so fat?”
“Does Ben know, I mean, what happened?”
“Did you leave out a few details? Don’t Catholics frown on adultery?”
“Are you packing all your clothes or just the ones that fit?”
“Why are you taking that mug? Isn’t it chipped?”
“Do you remember that trip? The one before Ella…?”
“Have you forgotten our daughter? Or did screwing your boss make you forget?”
“Are you listening, Margaret? Or have you gone deaf as well as dumb?”
“Are you crying? Why did I say that?”
“What? Can you move your hand from your mouth?”
“Did you always hate me? Or only since the accident?”
“Will you ever forgive me?”
“Can I give you a hand carrying something to the truck?”
“Where will you be living anyway? In Boston, with Ben and his family?”
“Isn’t his wife a pain in your ass?”
“Will you call when you get there?”
“May I at least hug you goodbye?”
“Was that so hard?”
Anne Anthony is a full-time writer living with her family in Chapel Hill, NC. Her fiction has been published in Brilliant Flash Fiction, A Story in 100 Words, the A3 Review, Crack the Spine, Firewords Quarterly, and the North Carolina Literary Review. Twitter: @anchalastudio. Facebook: Anne Anthony. |