Alex walked into his apartment to hear what sounded like chanting coming from the living room. He found his wife sitting in the corner with candles on the floor all around her. “What’s going on here, Tabitha?” Alex asked. “Is this another nonsensical screed of yours? It sounds almost like some of your brain neurons aren’t properly firing. You know, your crazy rants are beginning to wear thin on me,” Alex said to his wife.
“No, it’s not a rant or a screed,” Tabitha responded. “It’s an incantation that I read about.”
“An Incantation?” Alex said. “You mean like a spell or a curse? When did you decide to become a witch?”
“I’m not a witch,” Alex. “If you must know, this incantation is supposed to improve the relationship with someone you love. I’m desperate to save the remnants of our very broken marriage.”
“I can see consulting with a lawyer, a shrink, or even a priest, Tabitha,” Alex said, “but the casting a spell crap is just over the top, even for a crazy bitch like you.”
“You know, Alex,” Tabitha said. “You’re absolutely right. Forget about incantations and spells. It’s time to call a lawyer.”
Written for these daily prompts: Your Daily Word Prompt (screed), Ragtag Daily Prompt (neuron), The Daily Spur (wear), Word of the Day Challenge (incantation, My Vivid Blog (decide), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (remnant). Photo credit: iStock.