Five stages

5:00pm

“It’s OK” said Max, sipping on some wine.
“They only did it three times, we’ll be fine.”

5:15pm

“What a bitch, sleeping with that bastard Rick!”
“I’d love to slap them both,” growled Max. “They make me sick.”

5.30pm

“Oh God, I would do anything.” Max cried.
“How can I win her back? What haven’t I tried?”

5.45pm

“I had dreams of kids and her as my wife.
“This is a nightmare,” sighed Max. “What’s the point of life?”

6:00pm

“Oh well,” said Max, now blushing slightly red.
“Can’t blame her really; Rick was ace when I had him in bed.”

© Carl Burkitt 2013

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