Burnt Lasagna

My response to OLWG #5 is an alternative approach this week: The story starts here, on tnkerr’s On Line Writer’s Guild.


burnt lasagnaSusan sat on the couch as Daniel instructed. He wasn’t smiling. He wasn’t looking her in the eye. He sat down next to her and didn’t take her hand. Oh, boy, she thought. Here it comes.

“Susie…I, uh…” Daniel shook his head. Susan waited, which only made Daniel more anxious.

“Yeah, um. I…” Daniel paused, fiddling with his fingers a moment before starting again. “I…think we…that is, I mean, it’s just…oh, hell!” He threw his hands in the air and stood up. Still struggling with what to say, he thought of something he hadn’t before.

“See, the thing is, I…met someone.”

Susan’s eyes widened as she stifled a laugh. Her reaction threw him off. Impulsively, he doubled down.

“I have! I met someone…and, I love her! A lot! And, well, I’m just gonna say it: she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Even my dog likes her. A lot!”

“The dog likes everyone!”

“I’m serious.” Daniel was defiant.

“OK,” Susan said. “Have it your way. You’re a two-timin’ sonofabitch. Ha! Go figure.”

Daniel bristled. “You think I wouldn’t do something like that? Couldn’t do it? I am all man, Susan. I got around, a lot, before I met you! I had my pick! Women love me!”

“Which explains why we met on EHarmony.”

Daniel was in it now. He had to be quick on his feet. “I was in a slump.”

“That’s what Tinder’s for.”

Daniel didn’t know what else to say.

“Anyway,” Susan stood up and gave Daniel a pat on the shoulder. “She’ll leave you after you’ve made her eat whatever that thing is your mother calls ‘lasagna’.”


 

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