You'd Think I'd Be At Home With Rejection By Now....From The Rejection Files

Another 250 word story hurled back across the transom this morning. The theme was "Home Sweet Home", and the title was "Not So Nice"










She looks at him.

"I'm back," she says.

He looks at her.

"Great," he says. "How was your trip?"

She lugs one bag past him and down towards their room. Fantastic, she thinks.

"Oh, same old thing," she says. "Dull conferences. Boring speakers."

He follows with her other bag. A lot of clothes for five days, he thinks.

"Meet anyone fun?", he asks.

More than fun, she thinks.

"Nope. Just a lot of pay per view movies," she asks.

If you only knew who I was watching the movies with, she thinks.

"That's too bad," he says.

You didn't seduce a lecturer this time?, he thinks.

"What about you? What did you do?, " she says.

As if I didn't know, she thinks.

"Oh, just a lot of TV, playing on the computer, that stuff," he says.

If you only knew about the sweaty commingling we did while her kids were in school, he thinks.

"It's nice to be home," she says.

Not as nice as it would be to have followed Paul back to Seattle, she thinks.

"It's nice to have you here," he says.

Not as nice as it would be to have one more stolen afternoon with Sherry, he thinks.

"What do you want to do tonight," he says.

"Nothing," she says.

"Same here," he says.