please read and tell me what you think- I was given a list of challenges that had to be in the story
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The story is set during a meal. During the story, there is a dramatic discovery. The story must have a candle appear in the middle
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We were sitting at the table in silence again. I couldn’t remember the last time we had had a real conversation. She was pushing a single pea back and forth on her plate, obviously thinking of something. Her lips were puckered and her brow furrowed, her typical thinking face. The candlelight bathed the side of her face in its glow, almost reminding me of the women I once fell in love with. Almost. “How was your day?” I asked, hopelessly trying to start a conversation. The wrinkles in her brow deepened but no words escaped her lips. The silence continued to the point where it became awkward. Just when I had given up on getting a response from her she said “It was good, how was yours?” she smiled, a half smile, As if she wasn’t sure how to smile anymore. I slowly looked up at her and our eyes met. She had the most beautiful eyes I’d ever seen. They were a swirl of blue and green, always bright and smiling on their own. Now when I looked in her eyes I saw the black holes which were her pupils, the sparkle that was once there now gone. Her eyes were sad; she was holding back tears for a reason unknown to me. “Good” I respond, returning the half smile. I returned my eyes to my plate, thinking of what to say next, desperately trying to continue this rare interaction “I talked to Jim about the rake he borro- ”
“I want a divorce,” She said quietly, so quietly I almost didn’t hear it. She started to weep and I did too.
