He’s Toast


April was up at 5 a.m., fixing Keith’s breakfast. Eggs and toast. Marriage didn’t seem good to April. He never made her feel loved. She tried all kinds of things to endear herself to him. This morning, she had even cut little heart shapes out of his toast.

Keith walked into the breakfast room and sat down without speaking. She served his breakfast. He started to eat and looked at the pieces of toast.

“April,” he said, “if all the bread has holes in it, take it back to the store.”

April threw the skillet on the floor and walked out.


Photo Credit Kelvin M. Knight

Rosemary Carlson

Business Consultant and Freelance Writer

12 thoughts on “He’s Toast

  1. Good story. My first thought was to be indignant at him. But here I must confess that when I first looked at the picture and wrote my story, I didn’t see the heart…I only saw a hole. so I can imagine first thing in the morning just seeing holes and not hearts. Nonetheless, well done!

  2. And here again we see the romantic and the analyst πŸ™‚ A guy like that can seem like a jerk, but he really can’t help himself. It’s just the way his brain works. You have to TELL him you cut hearts in the bread to show him that you love him. And he’ll probably point out that the hearts are wasted bread πŸ™‚

    Wanna know how I know this? πŸ™‚

  3. Sometimes, a man needs a skillet to the head to get things right. I should know…I’m a single guy who sometimes needs that skillet to the head for a message. Well done on reminding me to take my lumps!

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