Wednesday, May 4, 2016

19. Nothing Wrong
Mikey walked through the door to the garage twenty minutes later.  His steps were slow and steady, like a man picking his way across an icy sidewalk.  He said hello to his son, then made his way upstairs without tripping.  Stopping in his daughter's room he said hi to Lori and hugged Tiffany.  So far, so good.   Feeling like a sneaky teenager, he stopped in the hall bathroom for mouthwash.

When he got to his bedroom, Sheila was lying on top of the bed, reading.  He bent down to kiss her cheek.  She didn't look up from her book.  Straightening up slowly, he turned and walked into the master bathroom to brush his teeth.  'Had a great night out,' he thought, 'and once again, no crash, no DUI, no harm, no foul, nothing but fun.'

Today I will remember: sometimes nothing is the worst thing that can happen to me.

Mikey, Repulsive, and Repugnant (c) 2016 by Ken Montrose

Mikey, Repulsive, and Repugnant is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance between the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.

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