The vote was split down the middle: Timmy and Marissa were for adding another floor to the treehouse, while Jordan and Keith were firmly against. I, the tie-breaker, walked away, stripping the white birch trees to their pink meat, my mind the gelatin of frog eggs.
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I'd like to believe he was consumed by the tragedy of his attraction to someone other than his wife. Maybe he wrestled with it. I'd take comfort in words like "haunted" or "torn." But I bet it was as simple as gagging the married half of his mind while fucking her with the rest.
I really like this.
ReplyDeleteThis took me off guard. Wow. I love when that happens. There's so much more I'd like to know about the second part.
ReplyDeleteI think this is amazing.
ReplyDeleteI love the words you used to describe this... 'gagging the married half of his mind.' Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteTwo for one. Very impressive. The first half, intriguing; the second, raw with emotion.
ReplyDeleteI like the way you *split* your response.
ReplyDeleteTidy revision of a larger story. ~Mary
ReplyDeleteI just...wow.
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