The room was as clean as it can be on a Tuesday night, bed’s made but last nights take out still on the dinner table. Mary Maloney and Patrick Maloney’s cars pulled into the driveway. The freshly graveled road crumbled underneath them.
“Hi dear” said Mary
“Hi dear” responded Patrick.
The pair of them threw their coats on the couch and slumped into the nearest avalible seat. They sat in silence for a while, just soaking in the day until Patrick’s phone rang.
“Crap” Patrick whispered under his breath.
“What is it honey?” questioned Mary.
“Oh just, um, work.” he responded hastily. “Probably something about the new house block up in Northlake”
“Who is it? Is it Jeremy? How’s the wife?” she said.
“Um no no its not Jeremy, it doesn’t matter. How was work dear?”
Patrick never responded so hastily and unsure. Mary wondered. Who is it that has made him so anxious? Patrick sat at his armchair, twiddling his thumbs waiting for an excuse to get up and out of the living room.
“I’m going to get a beer, do you want a lemon water honey?” he finally said.
“Yes that would be lovely”
Mary was six months pregnant with her first child. Today was her last day at work until she was ready to go back. Mary planned to turn the home office into a beutiful little room for their new-born. So for the next three month’s Mary would be renovating and buying cute little nic-nacs for her child. Interupting Mary’s train of thought Patrick returned with the drinks.
“Here you go honey” Patrick handed Mary her lemon water.
She took a sip and smiled.
“Thank you dear”
The pair continued to sip their drinks until Patricks phone rang once again. Mary managed to see the contact number. It was labled Stella.
“Honey, whose Stella?” said Mary, concerned now.
“Oh no-one just a college at work.” Said Patrick shakely.
“Then you won’t mind if you put the call on speaker phone?” pressured Mary.
Patrick froze with fear. Mary snatched Patrick’s phone out of his hands and pressed ‘answer’.
“Hello this is Mary, Patricks wife. How can I help you”
“Wife? I didn’t know my Patty had a wife. Can you tell him I’ll see him tomorow?” responded Stella.
Mary had been dreading this. Her husband, had been cheating on her with some young chick? Mary simpley acted in a moment of anguish, and pelted the phone at her husband.
He fell straight to the floor, losing blood.
By Paige Gawn
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