My wife made bomb ass dinner tonight
And I took a shower after mowing
We watched season 1, episode 1, of Riverdale. It's good. Real good. Nostalgia and standalone.
While mowing, I turn a corner and see my wife walking with our darling 3yo, bopping along
I continue push mowing the opposite direction
Convinced there are monkeys in the woods behind our house, she takes him by the hand and walks him into the electric fence surrounding the neighbor's cow field
I finish mowing and he tells me his belly hurts. Quiet and solemn. He's asleep before my shower is over. Rarely does he go to bed early.
She has no remorse. Tells me calmly
She steps out for cigarette
I enjoy the meal and Netflix
But after they're over, the Dread creeps in.
She steps out for cigarette
She asks if I was upset.
I tell her I'm startled, still shaken by our son get shocked on the fence
She says, are you sure you aren't shaking because of the mower.
I say, no. I'm not shaken that way. I'm upset, as any parent would be when their child gets harmed.
She says, "haven't you touched an electric fence before? He won't do it again. I'm sorry I ruined your plans
She watches episode 2 without me.