“Dammit, Leo, I keep telling you that we need to remodel this kitchen,” Sylvia said. “The sink is too small, there’s not enough counter space, and the cabinets are falling apart. I’ve had it and I’m not going to put up with this sore excuse for a kitchen.”
“You’re such a drama queen, Sylvia,” Leo said. “You know we can’t afford to redo the kitchen. You’ll just have to make do.”
“Make do?” Sylvia threw the damp dishcloth at Leo and said, “You make do!”
“Fine, Sylvia,” he said. “Just clean up the kitchen tonight. I’ll get an estimate tomorrow.”
Written for today’s Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: A. Noni Mouse.