Ordinary Lives- 2

by Somethinger

“What time is it?”

She checked the watch by the bedside.


He grunted. And turned to go back to sleep. Drawing the blanket over his head. His back to the window, where the sunlight had turned the world an awkward blue. She noted the absence of iron grills. That she would take a while to get used to them.

Then she drew the same blanket over her head and closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she couldn’t see where she was. But she could feel her breath bouncing off his neck. She closed her eyes and rested her palm softly on the small of his back.

An hour or so later, the maid rang the bell.

“I’ll get it.”

She turned to face the window, taking in the light reflecting off the walls of the building opposite. She wore her clothes and slippers, and stood in front of the mirror. She heard him laugh. She heard the utensils move about and a knock on the door.

“Plans for the day?”

“None. Apart from work.”

He shut the door behind him and sat on the bed. And waited.


She picked up his suitcase and put it on the bed. They opened it and began sorting his clothes. A pile of clothes that needed washing, even though they were clean, was forming besides her.

After a while, they leaned back. He pushed the suitcase off the bed with his legs and it landed on the floor with a thud. She put her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

“I forgot your T-shirts.”

She lifted her head to look at him.

“Did you buy them?”

“No. That’s what I forgot.”

“And the external HD?”

“Other bag.”

“2 TB?”

He nodded and rested his head on the wall behind, his neck against the sunlight. She rested her head back on his shoulders for a brief moment, and then got up to fetch her laptop. On the way, she reminded the maid that the house will be shut the next weekend.

When she returned, he opened his eyes, and a moment later, stretched his arm toward her. She kept her laptop down and smelled his open palm. He rolled his arm around her and they sat there, waiting for nothing.