
This, like all my short stories, is a work of fiction. It was inspired by a newspaper headline prompt on the theme of lockdown in a creative writing/flash fiction zoom class hosted by the author SJ Bradley. Thanks also to Comma Press and North West Libraries Reader Development Partnership.

It’s not limbo. It’s purgatory. No, it’s hell. He’s all I think about. I should be baking sourdough or banana bread, or getting through that pile of hardbacks, painting watercolours, or even doing jigsaws like every other saddo, but I can’t focus.
Every day it’s the same. I start getting properly ready about 4pm. At 5:30, give or take, he goes for a run and rings me. I imagine him all hot and sweaty. If he doesn’t ring me on time, then I know he’s not alone. He says he sometimes pretends he’s listening to his voicemail, so I only get a breathless “hi”. Then I have to wait until he gets home. That’s the best bit of my day. The muted zoom call while he’s in the shower. We have about fifteen uninterrupted minutes to watch each other.
Oh God, what if he’s recording those and putting them on the internet!
I don’t think he knows that I activated his find my phone app, or he’d have said something. I keep thinking that I might drive to that woodland area where he runs, just so I can bump into him accidentally on purpose, but what if he’s got his kids with him? It would be just my luck to get questioned by the police for going out of area to exercise.
It’s not fair. He’s stuck in a loveless marriage with two ungrateful teenage kids and a fat nagging wife, while I’m here all alone, in this flat, wasting one of my hot years. Every other woman stopped wearing a bra months ago, and slobs around all day in pyjamas, eating what they want. Not me. Full make-up and matching lingerie, just in case he facetimes me from the supermarket car park.
I can’t stop worrying about whether he’s cheating on me with his wife.

Okay. Who’s deceiving who? 🙂 This is definitely a hot mess. Well written!
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Ha ha! Thank you! We’ve all got a friend who is blinded by ‘love’ and “this one is different” etc.
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Seriously 🙂
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You had my jaws dropped on this piece 🙌..
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Thank you. It could be true, I think, somewhere… 😊
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Reblogged this on Love and Love Alone.
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Awesome flash story! Haha, in this case with a Zoom call in the shower, it might be more than one kind of “flash.”
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What a kick! Your last sentence caught me by surprise. Very creative, well written story. ❤
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Whoa!! I’m not sure I can muster the expected sympathy for either of them…
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Excellent! And the conclusion was just perfect for a distant relationship. Made Tubularsock laugh aloud.
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My job here is done.
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And you did it well!
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Really good. I was caught off guard by the abrupt ending
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I want to feel sorry for her but…
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Last sentence was a dagger… Excellent piece.
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Thank you. 😊
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I love it. Muted zoom in the shower……..Yea!
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Loved it. More please.
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Ah, thank you. Your comment made me laugh!
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