Soliloquy and Response: A Play in One Act

Setting: Family room; TV turned to World’s Dumbest Criminals

Wife: It seems that you might be upset about something. I can’t imagine what it might be, and I’ve been wracking my brain all day and just want to say, whatever I’ve done I’m sorry and I will do my best to never do it again. 

If it’s about the lack of sex, I realize I haven’t been all that amorous lately. It’s purely hormonal and I’d do something about that if I could. Honestly, don’t take it personally. 

Our lives are so entertwined. I don’t know where I end and you begin, so please help me understand your feelings. 

Just know that I never take any of this life we’ve built for granted. You’ve worked so hard, and I’ve always been your cheerleader. You’re my man and I love you fiercely. 

 So maybe we’ve both gone a little deaf, and we aren’t as thin as we once were. Let’s not fight. Just talk and then cuddle. What do you say? Surely we can work this out.

Husband: Did you say something?

THE END

It’s a lose/lose situation.

Fight or Flight–In Response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt

“A Lover’s Quarrel”–Lindsey Kustusch


Fight or Flight

Lovers’ quarrel

Hands tense

Lips quiver

Chests tighten

Words scathe.

Her tears fall

Furiously,

Unabated.

How could you?

Why did you?

Why won’t you?

He leaves,

For now.

Escape his only

Answer.

For now.