With You

by lynnkennison

Following a heated argument, a wife tells her husband she’s had it.  She’s leaving!  He watches silently as his wife of many, many years places a suitcase atop their marital bed and begins packing her things.  He walks over to their closet, fishes for something and then positions another suitcase right next to hers.  She watches as he begins filling it with his own material possessions: socks, boxers, t-shirts and so on.  Curiosity finally gets the better of her. “Where are you going,” she asks him. 

He drops his toothbrush in, “With you.”  He eyes his swimming trunks hanging behind her, “How long do you think you’ll be?”