Prompt: Conversation with my spouse | Word Count: 1200 | Genre: Romance
It was getting dark outside, though it was still mid morning. The blue spring sky was suddenly gripped by gargantuan blackness, and within a few minutes, heavy rains knocked insistently on the window panes in their living room. Ahmad looked up from his book, and listened to the song that the rain always played in his ear. Immersed in his childhood pleasure, he didn’t notice his wife grinning at him. She carefully set down the tray on the wood carved table and sat beside him on the couch.
“And people think you are 75 years old”, she laughed.
“75! I am still a 5 year old inside”, he turned towards her, his radiant smile narrowing his eyes, his soulful life reflected in the intense folds that formed on his face.