My version of "Honey we need to talk" in 750 words. I enjoyed the challenge of fitting it all in and still making some sense. One valid criticism of 750-word stories is there is no suitable ending, it's too sharp and leaves too many questions unanswered.
This is no different, but there is a part Non 750 word Part 2.
Now onto my usual warnings.
Oxford's English dictionaries define fiction as "Something that is invented or untrue." This is fiction.
So please do not tell me 'It would not happen like that'. You are probably correct It would not. So please do not complain it is not real. If you want realism, go and watch a documentary or the news.
It is just a fiction story, please enjoy it.
Les
Diane was running late, the extra planning at work had taken longer than expected. She'd phoned David to let him know she was going out for dinner tonight.
As she came through the front door she called out to David as she headed towards the stairs. "Sweetheart, I'm running late, can we have a quick chat before I go out?"
She got to the bottom step when she realised there were no cooking smells, the television wasn't on, there was no sound of children. The house felt cold like the central heating was off.
She heard David shout. "NO, WE TALK NOW."
David never shouted.
Diane walked into the kitchen. He was sitting at the kitchen table. An open wine bottle, her special glass, a bottle of David's favourite beer, an envelope and his phone on the table
