Monotony

“I love you, but I’m not just mad about you”, she said. She had known what being mad about a man was. She didn’t want to be a fraud to him, but feeling her heart beating for him again. Indifference, boredom and silences were dying their relationship. She left home.

The telephone call

She was the perfect mother. She’d always cared for him and backed him up. She was for him and he was the perfect son. She thought she had an ideal relationship. It was her birthday but the telephone didn’t ring. She felt the most helpless person in the world.