I found him with his feet
up on my couch. I said, where have you been?
He didn’t answer, just smiled at me and reached up to pull me into his arms.
I was really happy to
But a bit confused, too.
I’m married, I said. Panicking, I twisted around to see his reaction.
My lover meets my wife, oh god! But
he just nodded, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and I stopped being afraid. I
know that look.
He knows all about her. He thinks it’s funny.
And then I suddenly
remembered hard wooden pews and all of us in uniform... and it’s too hot... and
someone hands me the whole box of Kleenex... but I don’t know who, because I can’t see...
No, I thought, that’s
a mistake. Got to be. I mean, he’s
right here, isn’t he?
That’s when I felt
the bastard laugh. Yeah, I got it. The
joke’s on me. I thumped his leg.
Asshole! He just laughed harder.
Years dead, and still playing games.
I woke up in my own bed,
feeling his arms still wrapped around me.
I looked at my sleeping
You know... I think he likes her.