I wrote this story for the 100 Word Challenge #348 at Velvet Verbosity.
Gwen wanted to reset the relationship.
“Is there a button we push?” I asked.
We were in Nick’s, in a back booth, pound-jars of PBR on the table between us. Gwen studied her beer as hard as I’d ever seen her study anything. “It’s not working,” she said.
“I think it is.”
“Just stop it, okay? Stop pretending.”
“That you love me. I’m not dumb.”
“Thought you were dumb.”
I started to object, but saw there was no point.
Instead, I pressed my thumb on the table-top.
“Push hard. Sometimes it sticks.”