Jake gulped the remnants of his coffee, then rinsed his cup and put it in the dishwasher. Most men would leave the cup in the sink, or even on the table, for their wives to deal with, he mused, but Helen had trained him well. He called to her from the top of the basement stairs, “Honey, I’m heading out.”
Down below, he heard the hum and clatter of the dryer and occasional snap of a sheet, as she shook it out before folding it. “Where are you going now?”
“I just got a call from an old lady with a cricket in her living room.”
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Thanks to Girlie on the Edge for inspiring the above work of flash fiction with her six-sentence story prompt for this week. If you’d like to participate in her blog hop, click here.
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New! The Red Dress
Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books
When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.
Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.
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This story made me smile. Thank you, Abbie!
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You’re welcome, Crystal. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Great job on the six. Brought a smile to my face.
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The perfect gentleman!
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Absolutely! Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Delightful story. You are good at this, Abbie.
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Thank you, Glenda. I appreciate your comment.
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Ah, a guy who actually thinks about helping keep the house neat! Yes, his wife did train him well.
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Now, wouldn’t it be nice if there were more guys like that? Thank you for reading and commenting.
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This brought back some memories having to do with a very loud cricket in the house. They can be so annoying when your are trying to sleep. What a nice guy to go find and remove the cricket from the old lady’s house.
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Well told! A snippet of life, i hope he finds the cricket and lets it outside.
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Well, last Saturday night, I thought I heard a cricket in my living room but never found it. That’s what inspired this. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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This made me chuckle and reminded me of a joke about how men think every little task they do is worthy of praise, or significantly helpful. It went something like; A wife is outside paving the driveway, the husband leans out the front door and yells “Hey babe, don’t worry about that ashtray, I emptied it.”
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That’s cute. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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As the exterminator he should be able to deal with that cricket.
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I would hope so. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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What? People were playing cricket in a lady’s living room? Oh, there was A cricket. Thanks for the reminder of how my mum used to snap sheets. Whenever I try it I just get a dull thwump. 🙂
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Don’t feel bad. I’ve never been able to snap sheets, either. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Some of us do the right thing without being trained by our wives. Well, sometimes! A delightful tale.
My Six!
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Damn! (lol) Doug beat to Cricket as a sport! In my defense, I did start with a visual of a cricket match going on in the living room and, well, how does one make sense of that?!!?
Still a fun Six
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Well, you’re not the only one who thought I was talking about the game of cricket when I actually meant an insect. I never even thought of the game. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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What? A member of Buddy Holly’s old band was visiting the lady in her living room? 😁
As a kid I was trained by me mum in all aspects of good housekeeping. Such valuable survival lessons for later in life!
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Well, I’m not sure what buddy holly has to do with a cricket in an old ladies living room. That’s interesting. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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A good man, Jake 😀 Sounds as if they have an equitable share of household duties.
I’m with Mimi – find the cricket and put it outside 🙂
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As long as it’s out of the house, it doesn’t matter to me. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Nice
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Thank you
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