Flash Fiction Month 2019, Day 24
Doctor Hewlett checked the next two names on her schedule: Nic Panaso and Mark Lex. She called them in.
“So,” she began. “Tell me a little about your relationship: how did you two meet?”
“Well,” said Nic. “It was at that electronics superstore—the one just outside of town. We were at the same checkout, and we just sort of clicked. It was like we were made for each other, you know? Like we were meant to be together.”
“It’s common to feel that something’s missing once that initial excitement wears off, but you must still see something in each other.”
“Well, yes! We still connect on so many levels: USB, Bluetooth, even over our home network. But—”
Doctor Hewlett put up a hand. “I’m quite conscious that I haven’t heard a word from Mark yet.” She turned to him. “Is there anything you’d like to say?”
Mark leaned forward significantly. “Black ink low.” Continue reading