Two headed horse tails
Crash with No Ticket
Everybody’s Business
“So, how is your family life?”
“I wish it were always as smooth as I would like it to be. But it’s hard, I’m not used to this, you know? And I’m so sick of everybody having a say at how I should raise my kids and love my wife.”
“You’ve explained how you wish it were,” Counselor replied, chair swiveling, “you didn’t say anything about how it is.”
Internally, I glare the man, externally, I answer his question.
“I know how to chase a woman, to date one, to dream of her. Just not how to live with one.”
“It’s not so different. To live happily with a woman, you should keep on chasing her, dating her, and dreaming of her. Every. Single. Day. Do you think you could do that?”
Always the same answer. A two-hour drive for this? Why did Sis tell me he was different?
$130 later I know more than this philosopher knows.
My bride wants me to have a plan for life, a willingness to suffer for good causes, the humility to say I don’t know where I’m going.
Why doesn’t this idiot just say those things?
But I won’t do those things.
Because she won’t do them either! Why should I be, again, the one to start and show goodwill? Why do I always have to give the first quid in this quid pro quo game that became our marriage?
Yes, it’s a transactional relationship. So what? All relationships are. By definition.
“Sir!”
The officer waves gloved finger, flashlight into my eyes.
“There’s been an accident!” It’s your wife, sir.”
“Yes, what is it?”, I ask, bloody broken windshield on my forehead.
“She’s sorry, sir.
— those were her last words, just a moment ago.”
I cringe. I seize.
Too late tears …
This story was co-written by Fox (the artist) and Smillew (top writer in satire).
It was our 19th tale! Here are the previous ones:
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7| Part 8| Part 9| Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13| Part 14| Part 15| Part 16| Part 17| Part 18
We call the concept the Two Headed Horse Tails.
As Fox (poet and digital art expert) describes it, Two Headed Horse Tails can be a tug of war. Two people (one of them could be YOU) are trying to get a tale into the corral, sometimes even against each other’s will.
Here are the rules (follow them or break them):
- 300 words total.
- Someone starts and writes 50 words. Then the other takes the lead and writes 50 more. Till the 300 count is reached.
- You can switch back and forth as to who starts the piece. (or not! We do.)
What about finding yourself another horse writer and giving it a try?
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Anyone read so far? Hi! [Paul’s note — no, I’m the only one that has to read this far.][Smillew’s note — so it seems.][Paul’s note — keep your chin up. Thenleft hook land sbetetr that way.]
Tell us a tiny tale, filled with heart.
