Bowling Night by Karen Schindler (Appeared in the January 2010 Issue) The bag was dripping. He unzipped it and looked inside. Haley looked at him with disapproval. He grinned sheepishly and lovingly brushed her hair out of her eyes. He had made a pretty big mess. He couldn’t ignore the puddle on her nice clean floor. The lanes would just have to wait a few more minutes. He put a fresh towel in the bag. He wrapped her leftovers in plastic and put them in the freezer. He tidied all his knives away into the dishwasher. Finally, he mopped the floor. There. Now she was happy. At least that’s how Brian read her expression. As he zipped the bowling bag shut over it.
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