Drabble Theatre: Hot Coffee
Melanie Ezell
Barbara descended the stairs to find her husband waiting for her at the breakast table. The coffee was ready, making her smile.
"Barb, honey, we need to talk."
"About what?" She carefully stirred the sugar in as she turned, listening.
"There's something I need to tell you- I've been hiding for a long time. I can't hide it any more. Barb, some times I..." He stopped.
"Is this about the women's clothes you have hidden in the closet?"
He stared, dumbfounded. "Y-you already know?"
She nodded.
"And- you don't care?"
She shrugged. "Not really. Besides, you make damn good coffee."