Another Dealbreaker
One small lie will lead to another…

The morning after I finally spent the night at his apartment, I woke up before him, at 7:30 AM. I let him sleep, moved to his couch, scrolled on my phone.
At 8:15, he sneezed. Then at 9, he emerged at last. “Why didn’t you come out sooner?” I asked.
“I just woke up a minute ago.”
But we don’t sneeze while we sleep. I’d googled it, earlier on my phone: that pleasure’s reserved for waking hours.
I never spent another night with him. If he’d lie about a thing like that, what else might he lie about?
This 100-word story is by Melissa Balick, a writer and nanny in Oakland, California who loves to walk around town pushing a young charge in a stroller, watching people and inventing situations for them, large and small. You can see all her microfiction and more here:






