We basked in the euphoria of new romance, and everything was a reminder of it. One night, after making love, we drank wine from glasses she reserved for special occasions.
I planned to tell her I loved her, but first I asked her – in jest – who else had drunk from these glasses.
There was a Michael she said, and Bennie of course, and Ryan, and a few others – names of men which became a blur.
I went for a refill when she finished. Out of sight, I dropped my glass on the kitchen floor.
It shattered, the pieces flying everywhere.
I planned to tell her I loved her, but first I asked her – in jest – who else had drunk from these glasses.
There was a Michael she said, and Bennie of course, and Ryan, and a few others – names of men which became a blur.
I went for a refill when she finished. Out of sight, I dropped my glass on the kitchen floor.
It shattered, the pieces flying everywhere.
