He looked around the room with satisfaction, perfect with soft music, dim lights and a red heart shaped seat between I and U, to show her there were no hard feelings in spite of the separation they agreed mutually though he couldn’t suppress a mischievous laugh.
She arrived on time, looked around, saw the arrangements and responded to his invitation for a last dance.
Then slowly he steered her towards the seat and was just about to make her sit, she quickly switched their position and forced him on the seat.
Taken by surprise he could not respond and went down the hole with the seat.
She stepped back looking at the gap and smiled scornfully as if all those year living with him had not taught her enough about him.
©2013 indira mukhopadhyay