This week http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/ are asking for a piece that includes the word ‘band’ with the definition ‘to gather together/unite’.
I’d spent the entire morning at work thinking about you. And about the amazing sex we’d had the night before. I couldn’t wait to get home to you.
I couldn’t believe we were finally married. I was floating on clouds of happiness.
On my lunch break, I had to go into town to pick up our wedding album from the photographer’s studio. We couldn’t wait to see the pictures.
But now you never will.
The afternoon back at the office dragged, and I noticed my honeymoon tan was starting to fade.
We hadn’t had much sleep the night before, and I was shattered. A glum afternoon.
As soon as the big hand on the clock signalled 5pm, I logged out of my computer, packed my things up, and left to get home to you.
I was so looking forward to giving you a ‘hello’ kiss, smelling that wonderful smell of your hair, and looking at our wedding photos together.
When I got home, you weren’t there. I went into the bedroom, your clothes were gone. Your toothbrush was gone from the bathroom.
I racked my brains to try and think if I’d forgotten you were going away. I went into the kitchen to get the phone, and that’s when I saw it, glinting in the early evening sun.
Your wedding ring. The ring that was supposed to band us together for all of eternity. Just lying there on the window ledge. Next to the washing up liquid. Looking distinctly out of place.