Not The Usual Story – 14

I went to bed that Sunday night stifling the impulse to  ask Bryan what was wrong. I didn’t have to ask, I knew. I knew right after that outburst in the car when he said, “I wish you were a man”, and instead of smiling it out, he became disconcerted.

He had been different, and went out the following weekend and didn’t come back until late Sunday. I knew he was confused, but I pretended I didn’t notice.

His dull mood continued at breakfast on Monday, where he was quite distant. I didn’t need to make conversation. Having spent a wretched night I was not in top form.

Bryan said something about needing to take his car for servicing, so I drove myself to work  He arrived about fifteen minutes after me, so his excuse fell flat. But I didn’t say anything.

I was basically useless so  slipped out and went home. I wasn’t really sick, I just felt that way.

I  caught a few hours sleep, awoke hungry, took myself out for a meal at  three thirty. I knew ‘something’ happened and Bryan didn’t know how to bring me into the story.


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