Breakfast With Tiffany

 

He gathered tin cans, newspapers, old cereal boxes. He used what he had on hand to make a life-like re-creation of his wife. He was lonely. Irma had been away at her mother's for two weeks taking care of her during a gall-bladder operation. In a desperate attempt at a resolution, Mayne took an old paint can and used it for her head. He stuffed an old blouse with various grades of paper and did the same with an old pair of her Lee jeans to make her torso.

He called Her Tiffany.

They ate breakfast together, watched ballgames...his wife hated sports. He and Tiffany never argued. She always smiled pleasantly, would sit quietly in the car when they went shopping for groceries...and she never complained when he bought the cheaper laundry detergent...or purchased beer instead of bread.

One morning at breakfast while he and Tiffany sat discussing the designated hitter rule, the phone rang and Dave said politely, "Don't get up honey, I'll answer it!"

On the other end, a familiar voice spoke warmly, "Darling, mother is much better today. I'll be coming home tomorrow, did you miss me?"

It was an easy enough question but it confused him, "What, huh, oh, yes, that is good dear, why yes, I, umm, I missed you, of course!" His wife continued to talk but he didn't pay attention, though he did add "yes" and "uh huh" at all the right pauses in their conversation. When she hung up, he walked over to Tiffany, sat down next to her and thought.  She sat quietly, allowing him to ponder, uninterrupted. She did not even offer an objection when he told her that he'd "lost his appetite" and went and threw his half-full bowl of cereal in the trash.

He stood near the sink and looked at her and smiled...then thought of his wife and the smile turned to a frown...he had a hard decision to make...and there wasn't much time to make it.  He had until tomorrow to decide.

Irma or Tiffany.

Author's Note

If you see typos etc, yell, thanks. :) And yes, I knows it's weird, lol

Reviews

[Daynise Couch]

It is weird. A man who is on a path but about to arrive at a crossroads is what comes to my mind. I wonder if as he sits with Tiffany he is taking and internal inventory of not only his life but his life with Irma. Perhaps he will no longer be content with Tiffany in his wife's absence but will desire some animation.

On the other hand maybe he is simply nuts and needs medication. Who is to say. Either way...interesting.

[Jena Barkley]

I like the satire in this. Like you're poking fun at married couples, how for instance the wife will b***h & knit pick about the stupidest little things which drives the man insane enough to make a doll who he falls in love with. In this piece however I think you could have done a little bit showing instead of telling. Descriptions instead of flat out story telling. But overall it was funny and sweet & short.

[K. Carver]

Ha. I loved this. Very nice.