Short stories, novels, and other stuff by Kenton Lewis
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was furious at Lance. It seemed they were drifting apart. Their
careers had taken them in two different directions. Lance had his
friends and Agnes had hers. She had seminars and retreats and he had
conventions and conferences. Each blamed the other and demanded the
other surrender a bit of their career. Neither was willing to
put yourself ahead of me!” Agnes screamed and slammed her cell
phone on the floor.
for perhaps the first time saw the true anguish Agnes was holding
within. He picked up the phone. “It’s broken,” he said sadly.
go out and get a new one,” Agnes said and grabbed it from Lance’s
looked at the phone and pushed it with her thumbs a few times. “It
fine,” Agnes said.
wasn’t talking about the phone,” Lance said. “I was talking
about me and you.”
the problem,” Agnes said. “Me is always ahead of you.”
think you’re right,” Lance confessed.
when it comes to blame I always put you ahead of me,” Agnes said.