Elsie had been in a bad mood all week. Geoff had noticed, so he thought he would do the dutiful husband thing. On Friday he left work unusually early, and bought a huge bouquet of red roses.
As he came out of the flower shop and crossed the road, he saw the man with the black leather jacket and camera. Geoff had noticed him several times in the last couple of weeks. He mildly wondered if he was being stalked. He shrugged and got on the bus to his street.
‘Elsie! I’m home and-’ he stopped short when he saw the suitcase by the door, and his wife fully dressed to go out.
‘Hey, what’s going on?’
‘My lawyer will contact you tomorrow. I’ll be at my sister’s house.’
With that, she pushed an envelope into his free hand, grabbed the suitcase and stepped outside.
Geoff put the flowers on the kitchen table, and opened the envelope. The evidence confronted him: several photos of him and Cynthia together.
Tolulope Popoola is a writer, blogger and lover of arts and literature. She recently quit her career in Accounting to become a full-time writer. She blogs at http://writingmystories.blogspot.com, and is the creator of the online fiction series, ‘In My Dreams It Was Simpler’. She also writes short stories, poems and magazine articles, and is currently working on a novel.