A Good Friend
Short Story Day 15 of 365
I have to be honest, I really hated to see her go, but away she went.
Out the door and out of my life.
I never once regretted knowing her for she brought me years of comfort and peace of mind. Of course the Missus didn’t appreciate having her around for so long. Said she lost her luster and sheen.
Whatever. Imagine that.
How could this Missus of mine have been so unfeeling, so uncaring?
To be fair, my girl had seen her last days. One might even call her ‘long in the tooth,’ but she was all mine.
I couldn’t be seen with her in public because it might tarnish my already fading reputation. No matter. I had a variety of ways of shielding her from ‘them.’
Who really cares what they think about her?
I mean, really.
Did they have to deal with her every day and night?
Did they have to hide her from the public?
Did they even know she existed?
Why I hid her for so long is still a mystery to me. I mean, we all have secrets, every one of us. We all have habits and things we’d rather not share with the finicky public, some more than others.
As I think back over the last half dozen years she’s shared a room with me, I have to wonder what life would be like without her. But I suspect - no, I know - I’ll be able to bring another fine acquaintance through the door and the Missus will approve this time, I know she will.
In fact, I may even have the Missus come with me next time, and maybe get a matching His and Hers computer desk chair. That way her jealousy will be minimal.