The Melancholy Fool

He sidled into the kitchen from the back porch in shame. He’d really done it this time. He lifted his eyes briefly to see if she’d noticed him yet, but she didn’t act like it, as she danced around the kitchen, cleaning dishes and putting them away, while she sang that Miranda Lambert song, “Gunpowder and Lead.”

What was wrong with her anyway? Didn’t she care that he hadn’t come home all night? Didn’t she even miss him? Any good wife would be distraught if her husband didn’t come home. His self-pitying thoughts turned to anger.

“What’s wrong with you?” He raised his fist, advancing toward her. “Didn’t you even miss me, you stupid – -” Suddenly, his eyes grew big and he backed away from the pistol she had aimed between his eyes. As quickly has he had come, he left and he took his melancholy out the back door.

© 2014
Cheryl A. Showers

 

 

 

 

 

 

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8 responses to “The Melancholy Fool

  1. when a woman finally finds her power it’s something to see isn’t it?

    nice use of the prompt, I always love to hear Miranda in the background of a woman rising!

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