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Was he Laughing at Her
She dropped a white Corelle ware dish
tiny slivers and bits flew all over the kitchen
her husband did not make one sound
He understood to keep mum
She gave her old man a sharp look
Was he going to say something?
He had warned her not to put that dish on top of the refrigerator.
Was he going to say “I told you so?”
He did not even glance in her direction.
She wondered about it.
It was bizarre behavior.
Most people looked at a crash.
An hour later she caught him on the phone laughing.
Was it about her?
This was the olden days when phones had cords.
She sneaked up behind him, angry now.
He never laughed again.
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Caren Krutsinger
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