Shawna frowned at her beaming husband, Carter.
“I actually got used to you with long hair.”
“Really? I thought you hated the COVID shag look. I sure did.”
“No, I said I don’t like it on me.”
“Oh. I love your hair long.”
“It itches my neck. Can’t wait to cut it.”
“But, you are waiting.”
“I’m waiting until I get vaccinated.”
“Why? If it’s bugging you, get it cut.”
“Why can’t I just do what I want, how I want, hm? You wanted to get yours cut, fine. I don’t. Not yet.”
“You going to cut it short, like always?”
“Like I said, I don’t like long hair on me.”
“Well, I liked you with longer hair, but you didn’t ask me.”
Shawna and Carter stared at each other, unsure what the next move should be. If there is one thing this year cooped up together demonstrated, it’s that it is best to just let the conversation freely wander around the trivial things, rather than piling them up into burning pyres of marital discontent.
“Why’d you like my hair longer?” Carter asked.
Shawna shrugged. “Oh, I guess it made you look… I don’t know… not exactly sexy, but, yeah. Sexy. Sexier.”
“Not so buttoned-up, I guess.”
“Why do you like me with long hair?”
Carter took a moment before replying. “This’ll sound weird because you’ve always had short hair. But, it makes you look… more feminine.”
“How’s that weird?”
“Well, because… OK. I’ve always thought that you’re pretty, right? Long hair makes you… different pretty.”
Carter smiled, “Yeah, whatever that means.”
“So, you’d like me to be different.”
“No, that’s not what I said.”
“Do you want someone different?”
“Shawna, please don’t do this. We agreed. I love you just the way you are. I don’t care if your hair is short. I just happen to really like it long. That’s it. I don’t want someone different. Please, please, don’t do this.”
Shawna gave Carter a quick hug around the waist, then walked out of the room. Carter sighed. It was going to be another one of her sulky days.
The haircut prompt made me laugh. All three prompts this week are: Let it wander around; Burning pyres; I don’t like your haircut