It was a crying shame. Jessica had spent all day making a delightful dessert and when she was bringing it to the table she dropped it. It was a wonderful dessert, full of whipped cream and soft sponge. Benny, her husband, wasn’t too pleased because a week back he had just finished laying carpet. The light coloured carpet would be permanently ruined by the bright red dye Jessica had used in the dessert.
Jessica just stood and stared at the mess she had created on the floor. Benny said something that would be embarrassing to type out. Their three children were most unhappy at not having any dessert; it was after all Ivan’s ninth birthday.
“That takes the cake,” said Benny. “I’ve had enough. I’m leaving the house and I don’t intend to come back. You can’t do anything right. This marriage is over.”
Jessica went into the kitchen and shut the door. Benny continued to sit. The three kids didn’t know what to do.
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He did lay the carpet lol Poor kids.
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Agreed!
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Betty Crocker couldn’t patch up or sweeten up that dogs breakfast of a marriage.
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Too true!
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You know that red dye #3 is poisonous! was this a ploy that she decided to change at the last minute?
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Oh you make it sound so exciting Noelle!
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Sounds like a prelude to murder.
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Another story stolen from the headlines…
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In CAPITALS!
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Bye-bye, Benny, and don’t let the door hit you on the way out.
Toss a colourful rug over the stain, Jessica, and make a happy life with the kids.
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One good reason not to lock the kitchen door.
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Good riddance to Benny!
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Hear hear! Hair hair! Here here! Hare hare! (I never know how to spell this crowd acclamation).
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It’s a touching story begging for a denouement.
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So often there’s no denouement in reality!
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The story of most marriages where even promises of divorce aren’t fulfilled because of unhealthy obsessions of living with the significant other. Jessica going into the kitchen makes the story dark though. And the three kids not knowing what to do. Why? Why Bruce? Why do you do this? Can’t you write about stolen kisses in magical courtyards? 😋
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I think I will start writing about stolen kisses in magical courtyards. I’m growing tired of murders.
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The carpet is stained anyway and presumably Jessica is holding some kind of dessert knife. Time for the kids to go outside to play so mom can clean up the mess.
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A good kitchen is full of murderous weapons. Just think of the meat tenderizer for starters.
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