My Substitute Wife

carpet were perfectly featured. He had set out a budget for a few families and friends that could fit into their swimming pool arena with eno

impression, he had imagined. The moment he entered the ground he adjusted his hat, looked himself from head to toes as though he hadn’t noticed them before now. His black jacket over polka-dotted sleeves and jeans spok

d in his head, seeing Kate in

ly to behold the face of his mother, protubera

All over the world seeking for whom to

u’ve missed the fun parts of the party.” She caught hold of his disturbed co

” He never had thought he would be calm without Kate being with him; locking ey

,” his mother said; she stare

an,” said a voi

excitement; where’ve you been, m

,” the voice

rhood kid called Tony who stayed a few blocks from theirs. His countenan

for Kate. She had baulked him of catching fun at the

. Fanny’s. Kate was standing by; all smiles, glittering in her off-the-shoulder red prom d

m the cold shoulder, advancing to the front to see if he could lock eyes with her.

ough. My daughter’s going to come forth and deep her hands into this basket to pick a paper. Anyone whose name is

ian’s heartbeat resume

lappable. He suffered the pains of a body whose soul was having a road walk. Pick any gender except a male, please, he said in his head, stroking his hair confusedly,

e to be pronounced. He shut his eyes and his heart did likewise. His knees were moving apart and his sniffing was as the snore of a spe

Tony Rightman?” he asked yet further, hi

for the smiles on Kate’s

be with another

f orbiting in the middle of mocking planets a

ttered, “A pick of love knows Tony. You

ood sharing smiles, hand-in-hand and walking back to a love-bird seat set aside for the game. They were already bonding, catching

ng her now? Brian’s thoug

by couples dancing to the soft tune of the flutists. Being entertained was a struggle; he had suddenly mastered that art of disappointment. A lot paced through his mind; are we having a thing? Are we in the same box? I could be fooling myself, weaning on an unbalanced

He stooped to pick the shards of glass. As he did, it was as though he was gathering the broken part of h

go after Kate whom she perceived was in trouble – yes the hood at the moment was no soft pie

went to the golf,” he said ha

ou don’t want me to be here, whipp

me

in, “You loo

e me do.” he said in his head. “Not real

ou came in your car. I

ddy!” he wished

e followed his instinct to the pool, lobby and corridor. The search got on his n

rced to start sc

Kate’s room; that piece was ghostly. And h

tuited. He heeded and pranced to the pent house;

and kicked down th

of his lingerie and Kate was stark nak

days