Title: She’s Not There
Author:
KeppiehedWord Count: 100
Prompt: “Not Thursday”
A/N: Written for
museteasers The question of dinner looms. I’ve cut halfway through the carrot before I realize it’s not Thursday after all, and I should be making meatloaf tonight. The confusion of days is a less distressing realization than it would have been a year ago, and I continue to chop. The monotony soothes me back into my stupor and I blink aware some time later with a ladle in hand, wondering when I perfected all-encompassing numbness. It is only after I stir that I see the beans have stuck to the bottom of the pot, and I realize I’ve burned the stew.