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Fiction: Good Morning (147 words)

23 Mar

It was a tradition.  He was always the first one out of the house, so she woke up, wrapped herself in a dressing gown, and stood by the door, often blurry eyed and slightly grumpy.  But then he came to the door, and it was worth getting up. He kissed her, gently.  And then there was the exchange.

“Go back to bed, yes?”

“I’m going. Look I’m walking as we speak.” She wasn’t walking, but smiling softly up at him.

“You’re stubborn.”

“You’re wonderful. Have a good day.”

“Good bye. I love you.”

“I love you.” She stood still, waiting patiently for the click of the two locks on the door.  Once she was fully locked into the house, she shuffled back to bed.  It was a silly daily tradition, but she loved every second of it.  Even if she had to wake up early for it.

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