“Are you just going to ignore it?”
“What? I’m not ignoring anything. It’s just the way it is.”
“Really? Let’s talk about that for a second. You don’t see him in the room?”
“The big, grey elephant taking up more than half the space along my best wall? Sure I see him. But he’s not the problem here.”
“That’s your problem. Right there. You see it but you don’t acknowledge it. Why the hell do I bother talking to you?”
“I don’t know. So just leave me alone then. Easier on us both.”
Silence. Seconds tick away but it feels like hours, as the wind catches everything in the air and magnifies it a hundredfold; rustling of the autumn leaves, the whirring of the fan’s blades as they whip the air in the room about, the breathing of two people desperate to communicate but unable to say anything more.
She opens her mouth to say something and then slams it shut. He wasn’t going to listen. What was the point?
Looking up, his eyes catch the question in her eyes but he averts his gaze and instead stares at the glowing blue display in his hand. Nimble fingers fly across the touchscreen on his phone, typing, I apologise. That was uncalled for. Let’s talk about it.
Smiling she sends across two emojis, a heart and a smile and texts back, So glad we are having this chat. Talking makes everything better.
Heads bent over their screens, the couple sitting five feet apart in the same room could swear they both heard the same sound but ignore it.
It was the sound of an elephant laughing over the use of the word Talk.
*Image courtesy: Elephant by Shutterstock