Snippet #1247491

"You understand, right Rob?"

I nod, keeping my eyes on the fluffy purple dinosaur in front of me, stroking its arm and avoiding his crushing gaze.
I knew this was coming. It seems to be happening more frequently than before though, more creative excuses to get out of the house. Last week it was, "Going out with the guys," tonight its, "Out of town meeting."

I watch as he adjusts his tie, focusing his attention on anything but me. Now hes turning around, keeping his back to me while he fixes himself a sandwhich before he leaves. One slice of ham, two slices of lettuce, and one slice of cheese with whole wheat bread; I knew it by heart. I knew him by heart. The way he slowly moves his rough and calloused hands to pick up his briefcase, the tap tap of his shoes against the hardwood floor, the way he carefully bends down and kisses me on the cheek just before shutting the door. Leaving me all alone to do nothing but stare at the purple dinosaur in front of me.

"Do you know when he'll come back?" I whispered to the glassy eyes in front of me. They stared back blankley, and I stared back just as much, as if those round, plastic eyes held the answer to world hunger.

"Yeah," I whispered, "Me either."

I stood up and walked over to my phone on the counter, and started blindly punching numbers in. I didn't need to look though, I knew these numbers like the back of my hand.

Coffee? I texted to them all.

Even though it was a one worded text and not very descriptive on where, I didn't need to add anything. We had our own little coffee place we always went to.
Stuffing the cellphone in my jeans pocket, I slipped on my tennis shoes, snatched my jacket from the table, and headed out the door with a slam that earned me not quite enough satisfaction.

I was sick and tired of being lonely.