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Sonora Review Issue 55
Sonora Review Issue 55
by
multiple authors
by
multiple authors
Sonora Review Issue 55
by
multiple authors
by
multiple authors
The wife's angry driving, the husband has noticed, becomes far worse when they must travel together on their way to marriage counseling. They must travel together on their way to marriage counseling because two weeks ago the husband wrecked their other car, and during this wreck both the husband and his passenger, a pale young woman from the city, sustained injuries that required immediate attention at the local hospital, which was not in fact very local at all, but quite a distance away from the hotel address that the husband had given his wife when they discussed his going to the business conference scheduled for that ill-fated weekend. And despite the relative ease with which the hospital staff treated the patients, for the two had responsibly belted themselves into the car for their first ever romantic drive, the difficulty of explaining to his wife these less than ideal circumstances caused the greatest injury of all.
I just like the way this paragraph is written (inspiration for MC? though he doesn't cheat on her)
He misses his wife. Not the wife that has lived with him for these past two weeks, and not the wife that became hysterical with the desire to have children, but the wife, his wife, the woman he met in the grocery store parking lot, who needed help changing a flat, the woman who rode in the ambulance with him after the car collapsed on his foot.
MC
The husband stands alone in the midst of all the children and, as he looks around, suddenly all the signs in the children's hands seem directed at him. STOP, the signs say in childish block letters, and this alarms him. Wait, he thinks, stop what? And how? Never mind stop being a coward, how did he first become one? His relief at avoiding any further confrontation gives way to the terrifying sense that he is too late to arrest the skidding disaster of his life, that he could not possibly know where to begin such an overwhelming endeavour.
Why did you do that, he says to the girl, after the taillights of his wife's car disappear around a bend in the road.
Now she has to forgive you, she says.
Isn't that what you wanted, she says.
I don't know anymore, he says.
i just like this writing style