this morning #187.

this morning, he rolled over, looked at her & paused the show right in the middle of a good scene near the end of a good binge. she looked through him as if he’d slapped her across the cheek with a glove. as far as he cared, the crawleys’ drama could wait until he’d got this off his chest. it was time. his feelings had somehow shifted. he wanted a child. no. he NEEDED a child. a deal breaker child that, with the collision of his wife’s staunch beliefs & his new found epiphany, would bring their marriage to a screeching halt. it wasn’t his fault. finding nemo had finally pushed him to a longing for progeny. his only hope was that she surprised him like he was about to do to her.