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My Side of the Bed

by Bob Jacobs

Come to think of it, I don't think I'd ever seen a ginger hair close up before. This one was on the pillow on my side of the bed when I got back from a business trip. The hair screamed at me and made me jump. I can't ask her yet. I lie awake at night worrying, and in the silence and the darkness the memory of the hair is like a monster that hides under the bed. When I fall asleep I dream that I'm outside in the rain, looking in through the window, and she's squealing with delight beneath a giant orangutan that's wearing my socks.

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Bob Jacobs, author of C*** and C*****, lives in the south-east of England with his wife and kids and Sony Vaio. In his spare time he likes to lie motionless on his back, whistling and staring at clouds.

11 comments:

emma said...

I'm interested in HER side of the story.

:)

You're a cutie.

austere said...

and then?

Quin said...

bob, you scare me sometimes.

Anonymous said...

Nice, Bob.

Madam Z said...

How do you know for sure that they were YOUR socks, Bob? Granted those hairy apes have no morals, but slipping his feet into another man's socks is beyond the pale!

Harry said...

Another failed romance due to the proliferation of all those CSI shows. Hairs? Let me get this straight, you are a man and you noticed that there was a hair on your bed? You're quite the detective. I wish Clyde and your Ex all the best.

Sarah Leigh said...

I loved this one.

carol said...

Me too.

Anita Hunt said...

Forgive me Bob, if I seem flippant, but I can just imagine what Gary Larsen (Far Side) would do with this one! I've had a similar experience obsessing over "evidence" found on the ex-spouse's clothing..

You made me laugh - laughing still!! Love your 6.

Bob Jacobs said...

Thanks for all the comments.

Christina I said...

This is definitely one of the best flash pieces I've read in a while. Very nicely written.