Said Yeah Meant Maybe

Drove Carly to the airport. Four fifteen flight. She hugged me at the kerb. Said mate, ring them. I said yeah. She said yeah. That was it.

Radio off the whole way home. Just me and the road. Receipt still on the fridge. Manila envelope still in the drawer. Did not open either one.

Walked past the 2004 singlet in the hall. Did not look up. You know that thing where you do not look at a thing on purpose? That is me and that wall every day.

Here is what I am not going to say. I am not going to ring them. I said yeah so she would get on the plane. I said yeah so I did not have to say no out loud. That is a crap reason to say yeah.

Seven days. I keep counting. I do not even know what I am counting to. The slot. The call. The thing I should do and will not.

House is so quiet now. Might go for a run.