My surprise lunch at home, truly a surprise. My arrival goes unnoticed. I look quickly and see lights on but not the body I’m looking for. I hear muted voices.
Laughter spills into the hall leading to the bedroom. It pauses and my wife in a loud whisper “Oh…I can’t believe you’re actually going to try doing that.”
My world freezes. My world melts. I drop the bags of fast food. Like a ghost, I float toward a, mortal whim forgot my existence.
My breathing panics as I confront a mystery. Feelings of betrayal and wrestling to control a rapid heat beat leave me trapped. Shallow rapid lunges of my lungs area all i can do.
She laughs even more. Giggles flow freely in a room I can no longer get to. Each other stings like a bee. I can see the hands of another reaching over her. Lips whisper things that I couldn’t dream of saying aloud. And she squeals really high pitch.
My hands feel for the wall. Unconscious, I pull myself forward.
“Oh, my God. You’re home! ” She yells.
There is noone there. A TV. A show with someone eating goldfish.
I’m ghost white. The thoughts have lead me to my own demise.
“I brought lunch. I wanted to surprise you.” I would say I try to recover. But breathes are still at a premium.