The Keys Kept Falling Off the Keychain

The keys kept falling off the keychain. They were all over the tub while he was taking a shower.  He got out of the shower and picked up the keys and put them back on the chain and then another key would fall

while she was getting into shape for her athletic endeavor, the nature of which escaped him but nevertheless she was working at it and he was toweling off and picking up keys, which now were all over the floor of the bathroom. He kept picking them up and reattaching them to the keychain.

She stood there in the room with him as he dried off and he just knew that she was slipping away.  She didn’t find the humor humorous anymore and she looked at him with a hint of distain.

Her friends kept coming in and going out of the bathroom helping her get all the stuff together that she needed for her athletic endeavor.  They were out of shape but that didn’t matter; all that mattered was that they were completely focused on helping her get ready for her vague and somewhat mysterious athletic endeavor.

Wrapped in a towel with the keychain hanging from the top edge of the towel, he followed them out of the bathroom down the hall. He was on one side of the long, wide hall and she and her entourage were on the other side.

While they were still in the bathroom, he had decided to beat her to the punch so he said that he thought they should get a divorce, aching inside and hoping that she would swear fidelity and tell him that he was the best thing since sliced bread, but she just looked at him with what looked to him as that same hint of distain.  It didn’t change.

As he stared at her as she made her way down the hall, he saw a short man with thick, wavy, red hair who looked somewhat older than she was but slim and trim and obviously in really good shape.  The red haired man was in front of her but totally focused on her and her needs.  Her husband saw the way she looked at the red haired man and it was the look he wondered if he had ever gotten as he thought back on it.

He knew then she had already decided on the divorce long before he had decided to go on the offensive while they were in the bathroom.  He looked down at the keychain and saw that some keys were missing. He remembered having heard them fall along the way. He retraced his steps picking them up as he went.

Some were still in the tub.