As I rounded the darkened corner, I saw her. My husband’s weekend lover. She stood demurely a half leaning against the wall. My hearth ached. My blood began pounding through my vein, a ruckus liquid pool, cruising my vein in frenzied confusion. My breath shortened, half of me forgot to inhale or exhale.
Yet, there she was, tall, willowy, elegantly silent. My presence didn't affect her at all. I was nothing to her. Nothing! How dare, she.
In the dim light surrounding us, I dared myself to glare at her. She glared back at me. Actually not all of her. Just her hourglass waist. The spot where I knew my husband held her to dance his weekend hours away. I snorted. She and her kind……only good for that.
I calmed my self. I could ignore her as much as she ignored me. I took the steps to pass her and just then…..her finger hooked on to my shirt. What in God name…..?
I swore. My arms flailing this way and that, I tried my best to get away from the hooked finger.
“ Get off of me.” I shouted.
I kicked and hit something. I didn't care what it was. Then I turned and ran. My peripheral vision caught a glimpse of my husband’s lover as she fell to the floor. Again, I didn't care. I kept on running.
When I stepped out into the light, I was gasping, my breath was stop and go a half way around the moon.
“ Are you all right? “ my husband asked.
I looked at him. Flustered. “ Of, course.”
“ Who were you talking to?.” he asked, his head jerking toward the space behind me.
“ No, one. “ I lied.
My husband stared at my empty hands. His eyes questioning.
I shrugged. “ I changed my mind.” I said. “ I no longer want to paint, I am going to write instead.”
My husband eyes flicked to the dining room area, where various sizes and shapes of old tarps cover the table, chairs and floor.
“ Oh…..” My husband said before returning his attention back to the movie on TV. “ …she is crazy.” I heard him muttered under his breath.
Crazy…..?? Am I……??? I looked back down into the dimmed basement. I was feeling jealous, swearing then fighting with my husband’s ……..fishing pole!!!
