Creative Writing: The Sudden Silence
Tom pulled the 1997 Buick Park Avenue into the driveway and pushed the button above his head to open the garage door. As the door slowly responded to the pulling chain, he took his wife’s hand and gently squeezed it. “I love you, Baby.” Doris wrapped her arms around his and squeezed tight laying her head against his shoulder. “Oh, Honey, I didn’t know I could ever love anyone as much as I love you. It’s been forty-seven years and you still make me giddy as a schoolgirl.” Tom laughed. “Better than Oil of Olay, huh?” Doris smiled up at her husband. “Yes, much, much better.” She reached up and kissed him. When they stopped kissing, Tom sat and looked into his wife’s eyes. “Honey, the door is open now. How about we find a much more comfortable place for you to lose yourself in my eyes.” She caressed his face. “Uh, yea. This armrest is always in the way.” He pulled the car into the garage h...