KITCHEN SINK DRAMA
“I really don’t understand why you did it, after all
these years.”
“That’s just it – years
of the same irritating little things are like Chinese water torture,
drip-drip-dripping until you could scream. At breakfast, for example, leaving
the lid off the marmalade, toast crumbs in the butter...”
“I agree that’s annoying, but...”
“Dirty socks on the
floor, changing channels without asking...”
“My Jim does that too, but even so...”
“He promised to fix the
tap months ago. I was making pastry with that drip getting louder and louder –
it was just his bad luck I was holding the rolling pin.”
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I assure you this is fiction - honest! Aren't we writers lucky we can take our frustrations out in words?
Thanks to Ronda del Boccio for the photo and to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers on her blog. https://rochellewisoff.com/ You can read what others made of the prompt by following the frog from there, after you've commented on my story first, naturally!
