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Self complacency was Charles strong suit. “Come ’ere!”, bellowed Celia. He stared at the line in the linoleum floor, following it to her toes. “Well?” He noticed the nail polish on her second toe was red. The rest were pink. “If you make me come for you, you’ll live to regret it.” He wondered if he was supposed to not live to regret it. He looked to the opposite counter for his tea cup. A thud of a falling heel. A fluttering sound. A whap against his forehead. He was inexplicably holding the morning paper. He could hear behind him the measured stomp as Celia went back to their bedroom to find something to wear. Charles loved the mornings, mostly because mornings meant tea and news. Bad men doing bad things that were so easily justifiable to themselves.
Self complacency was Charles strong suit. “Come ’ere!”, bellowed Celia. He stared at the line in the linoleum floor, following it to her toes. “Well?” He noticed the nail polish on her second toe was red. The rest were pink. “If you make me come for you, you’ll live to regret it.” He wondered if he was supposed to not live to regret it. He looked to the opposite counter for his tea cup. A thud of a falling heel. A fluttering sound. A whap against his forehead. He was inexplicably holding the morning paper. He could hear behind him the measured stomp as Celia went back to their bedroom to find something to wear. Charles loved the mornings, mostly because mornings meant tea and news. Bad men doing bad things that were so easily justifiable to themselves.
Garbage comes easy.