this morning #115.

this morning, a heartfelt apology was in order. in order to get one, he’d have to do a lot of sighing & heavy walking, possibly with a spate of chain smoking thrown in. their relationship was on the rocks. his usual drink was too. his usual mood was rude but this time that wasn’t at issue. his issue was the pointed way she’d questioned his manhood. accusations of neglecting his children. insinuating that his focus was somewhere off in the weeds. by this, she was speaking of the weed he grew in the basement. tending to it put food on their table but the law not far off. the kids didn’t tend to need as much watering. of this, he was sure. she would soften up to his side. of that, not so much.