Seeing Other People

“Darling, I’ve been seeing someone else.”

Tom’s blood ran cold. It was the last thing he wanted to hear.  “What do you mean? Seeing someone else? Who is it?”

“Well, that’s just it,” Sue chewed her bottom lip. “I’m not entirely sure.”

Tom was baffled by this response. “What does that mean? You’ve been seeing someone but you don’t know who it is.”

“That’s exactly it,” said Sue. “He’s just there.”


“There! No, don’t turn around; he’ll know we’re talking about him.”

Tom kept his gaze studiously averted. “What’s he doing?”

“He’s just… there. He’s not doing anything. He’s just in the corner of my eye. Lurking.”

“He sounds lovely,” scoffed Tom. “How long has this been going on?”

Sue grimaced as she performed a mental calculation. “Oh, I don’t know… Since they changed your dosage.”

“Which reminds me,” said Tom. He took out a silver blister pack of pills and pressed two out into his palm. He swallowed them dry.

“Yuck,” said Sue with a shudder. “I wish you wouldn’t do that. Horrid taste.”

“Sorry,” said Tom. “I couldn’t be arsed to fetch any water.”

“And where would Jack and Jill be with that attitude, eh?”

“Don’t change the subject. Is he still there?”

“Yes… but he’s a bit blurry.”

“That’ll be the pills kicking in. So, I guess I’ll talk to you later, Sue.”

“OK. I’ll still be here. You have a nap.”

“Will do. Later, Sue.”

“Bye, Tom.”

Tom stretched out on the sofa and, as he drifted into drug-induced sleep, Sue faded away.

For the time being.



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