(Daily Prompt: Confidant / 100 word challenge)
My confidant is in a rut called, “Why should I care?”
Nothing needs to be solved. I just want him to listen and acknowledge me.
“Offer me a cold drink,” I said. “Say something nice.”
I told him it’s what best friends do.
I want to invite him into my world, share myself with him, the trivial and the stellar.
Marriage in our forties has been rough. But I can envision us soaring from this point on. He doesn’t want me to. We circle the runway because we might crash.
He’s afraid of it all coming to an end again.