Hopper Inspired- Paul and Beth

It was a late Tuesday night, and Paul had finally gotten home from work.

Of course he was hungry, tired, and on edge. It had been an extremely long day 

and he was ready to end it. However, sometimes Paul forgets that his

wife has bad days, too. He tracked mud in the house, he dropped his jacket on 

the couch, and he barked at his wife to get dinner ready.

His wife, Beth, was a patient woman, but today she wasn't having

Paul's crap. She crossed her arms, and if you stood too close to her,

you could probably feel the anger radiating off of her.

Her eyebrows arched a little too much, and her nostrils flared. 

"You know what, Paul? Why don't you get dinner ready yourself?"
It's definitely up to interpretation whether she was standing up to herself,

or if she fueled the fire. Paul wasn't expecting sass from her and he 

came up to her, extremely close, 

"Because I am not a woman," he snapped.

In a fraction of a second, Beth's hand was flying through the air

and making lovely contact with the skin on Paul's face. 

Paul may have been the man of the house,

but Beth was the neck.

And the head doesn't turn in either direction without the neck.

The neck supports the head.

The head is nothing without the neck.

So that chilly Tuesday night, 

Paul would not be sleeping in the same house as Beth.

Paul wandered the streets, tugging on his jacket to keep his hands

warm. He kept replying the situation through his head,

picturing how things could've went down differently if he had just

remembered that everyone has feelings, and that regardless of how

he's feeling, he should respect his wife. 

It was a long night for Paul, but Beth was in a bad place, too.

She kept worrying, had she fueled the fire? Should she have slapped him?
Should she had kicked him out for the night?
Relationships are more important than pride.

You have to forget about yourself sometimes and make sure

that you take care of your relationship.

Paul and Beth realized that, that night.