This post is the second in the “Tea for Two Tuesday” prompts hosted by Preeti
” The table is set perfectly, for ‘tea for two’. (and the piece of cake is ready too). I am really looking forward to this. There is still a good half an hour left for my guest to arrive as per the text I just got.”
As I absentmindedly tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, I glance at the mirror across on the wall. Two dull eyes stare back at me. Eyes that have shed tears since morning.
My mind drifts back to the past two days. We have been fighting, my husband and I. Our inability to have a child has been causing a rift in our marriage of five years. Having accepted the fact that it would indeed be a miracle if I conceived, I was seriously considering adoption. I so wanted to adopt a baby girl, a daughter that I always dreamt of having ever since a teenager. My husband on the other hand was content if it were just the two of us till life’s end, and would hear nothing about adoption.
Last night we had had a terrible row and he had dashed off to work early this morning without even wishing me a ‘happy birthday’!
Yes, it’s my birthday today and tears sting my eyes as I reminisce about the previous birthdays where he had pampered me with love and gifts. I’m thankful that I’m at least not spending my birthday alone, but with my dear friend who will be coming to tea. Looking forward to a heart to heart ‘girl talk’ with her, I start to climb the stairs to get ready when…
“Suddenly the door bell rings………….. ”
I pause with one foot on the step wondering who it could be. It cannot be my friend as she is delayed by a traffic jam. I walk over to the door and look through the peep hole…No one!! Thinking it is the neighbor’s kids playing a prank, I start to turn away when the bell rings a second time. Irritatingly I open the door ready to yell at the kids, and just as I had thought, I see no one and just as I’m about to slam the door shut, I see a bunch of red roses thrust at my face.
I pause startled, and see my husband’s face peek from behind the roses grinning sheepishly saying, “Happy birthday my darling…” and pushes past me into the house leaving me stupidly staring after him…
“Wait..but..” I say, when the phone rings…
“Aren’t you going to answer the phone?”, he asks…
I pick up the phone and hear my dear friend’s giggling voice say, “Happy birthday sweetie…”
“Wait, Aren’t you coming??”, I ask to which she replies, “Two’s company, three’s a crowd. Enjoy your birthday”, and hangs up giggling, while realization dawns on me…
P.S. This is truly a piece of fiction and bears no resemblance whatsoever to me or to anyone I know 🙂