After dinner, Chloe went to the bathroom. When she came out, the podcast had been replaced by Kind of Blue. Her blue mug was in the dishwasher. The garlic bread had been scraped into the trash.
Behind her, the turntable clicked off. Then on again. Then off.
Martin went pale. “That was Elise’s.” -ENG- Until Chloe- the New Wife- Falls Uncensored
The next morning, the real estate agent called Chloe, confused.
“How was work, honey?”
She turned. In the dim light, he looked small. Not cruel. Just hollow.
Martin’s jaw tightened. His eyes flicked to the mug. To the speakers. To the garlic. After dinner, Chloe went to the bathroom
She drove away.